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Hey ya'll, I've decided to write again after a year of going ghost so patience if my first few are bad. I'm still getting used to writing again.
Also I'm still pretty early on in One Piece, I've only just reached Thriller Bark but I will probably try not to mention certain arcs too much just to not spoil or confuse people.

I won't have much out yet but I'll take requests since I appreciate ideas that I could write on.
Here's a list or rules:
1. When requesting, try to be specific on what kind of story you want e.g Zoro x Reader and mention the scenario/kink you want rather than just saying zoro x reader story
2. No CNC or any sort of rape play requests, its kinda too far for me, sorry yall
3. Make sure you're 18+ before submitting a request since this will mostly just be NSFW unless someone suggests an SFW work

4. No Doflamingo, idk I just can't bring mysef to do him he's so iredeemably evil it seems immoral to even like him as a villain

That should be it, also I'll take requests on my email, idk if mine publicly shows on my profile but if it doesn't its just [email protected]. I don't know how to use tumblr cause i'm kinda geriatric like that.

Anyways, hope you guys enjoy my oneshots, also if you have any constructive criticism for writing I would love that also.

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It happened gradually. Over the past few weeks you’ve noticed certain clothing going missing right under your nose. It started with a couple of shirts that you realised you hadn’t seen in ages, then a pair of underwear. Being out in the sea, it’s not difficult to notice when your limited amount of clothing supply start to deplete over time. What ended up being your last straw was when another pair of underwear went missing, this time your favourite pair of white-laced pink panties. You stood over your bed, looking at the array of fresh laundry you had folded up to put away. Everything seemed about right except for that one specific pair. You had just worn it the night before and put it in the laundry right after your shower. Robin did the laundry this morning and by mid afternoon the fresh line was dried by the calm sea breeze and each load was given to us after Robin sorted it out.

“Hey Nami, have you seen my underwear, you know, the pink one with lace on it?” You ask the redhead who was also occupied with folding her laundry as well.

“Uh I don’t think so, why don’t you check out the boys room? Robin just dropped off their load of laundry as well, maybe it might have gotten mixed up with theirs.”
That’s true. You quickly thank Nami who was still folding her share as you walked out the door and into the men’s quarter. You knocked on the door only to be responded to by silence. Even though you saw most of them outside it was still better to be safe. ‘That’s good enough,’ you thought as you quickly turned the knob and walked in.

The first area victimised by your snooping was Luffy and Usopp’s shared bunk and dresser, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just the regular gear, rubber bands, clothing and what not. Next up was Brook and Franky’s space. Honestly, there wasn’t much to go through, just the large collection of Brook’s interesting wardrobe choices and Franky’s speedos. Nada. Last was Sanji and Zoro’s space. Your first place to look was the pile of clothes thrown lazily on top of Zoro's bed which had nothing but his share of laundry in it. You checked the dresser next to the bunk, opening the top drawer. Immediately your eyes widened when you were face to face with a drawer semi-filled with lewd magazines of men and women in provocative poses. One even featured a woman on the front page costumed with bondage ropes around her body. Of course Zoro and Sanji would have these. You quickly slammed the drawer shut and decided to hurriedly search through the last 2 drawers, fearing you would see something of the men’s that would change your perception of them once again. Nothing still.

You looked up at Sanji’s bed and saw that it was tidy and tucked. There was nothing to search on his bed but you decided to peek anyway just in case. You climbed up halfway and scanned the neatly tucked sheets, everything was ordinary until you saw a flash of pink lace poking out from under the navy blanket. ‘That can’t be..’ Your thoughts trailed off as you pulled the blanket down and was met face to face with the same pair you had been searching for this whole time, and from the looks of it it hadn’t even crossed the same path that the laundry from this morning was in. ‘What the-’

“Woah what are you doing?” Your thoughts were interrupted by the familiar sound of the cook’s voice. The same cook whose bed you were caught rummaging, and the same cook whose bed you just found your missing pair of underwear in. You spun around, still clutching the pink pair. He notices what you're holding and is immediately tinted red, burning up as the seconds passed.

“What is this doing here?” You questioned, holding up the pink fabric in case he hadn’t noticed it yet.

“Uh I—I’m sure it must’ve been mixed up in the laundry when Robin was doing it.” His voice was pitched up ten times more than when he first entered the room. You examined the pair closely again, in case your eyes deceived you the first time but no, it certainly has not been washed.

“Judging by how it looks, it most definitely has not been washed.” As if he couldn’t get any more red, his ears started to match the colour of his face.
“I—I’m sorry I swear I can explain myself.” The chef stumbled on his words as you slowly made your way towards him, making sure to maintain eye contact.
You stopped walking as you were shoulder to shoulder. “If you wanted a pair of my underwear all you had to do was ask.” You heard him swallow loudly as you walked out the door, chuckling at the thought of Sanji searching through your laundry to look for something to keep. How lewd.

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The afternoon passed and dinner time came around. Everyone was as lively as ever, Luffy never neglecting the chance to snatch food out of the other’s plates. He reached out to yours in an attempt to grab the meat from your dinner. Sanji notices and opens his mouth to protest but catches your eye and froze up, a light tint of pink spreading across his cheeks. You smirk, allowing Luffy to eat the rest of your dinner. You weren’t that hungry so it didn’t bother you. While getting up from the table, you thank Sanji for the meal and inform the others that you’d be heading for the crows nest as it was your turn to be on look out.

Thirty minutes rolled by quietly when you noticed the door lift up from the floor and a blond haired man climbed up and closed it again. “Hey look, I just wanted to apologise for earlier,” he starts. “I realise that it’s really weird and I understand if you don’t want to speak to me for now, I take full responsibility for what I did.” His head stayed low as an attempt to avoid any eye contact with you as possible.

This could be fun. A giggle escapes your lips, causing him to jolt his head up. “Like I said, if you wanted my underwear, all you had to do was ask.” You stood up from the bench, your hands reaching up to your skirt while hooking your fingers to the pair you were wearing now. His eyes begin to widen as he notices what you were doing. “I’m curious,” you start to pull them down and step out of them, “What were you doing with them?” His face warms, never taking his eyes off the black fabric that was now dangling off of your fingers. You press the fabric to his tie while leaning in close to his ear. “I want to see what you do with it while you’re alone.”

A slight gasp escaped from his mouth. “W-what are you saying?”

You grin as you push him down on the bench, throwing your panties on to his lap. His suit pants did a terrible job at hiding his crotch that bulged out. “I’m saying, show me what you do with my panties when you’re all alone.” You took a seat next to him, undoing the button then zippers off of his pants. “I know you’re not just looking at them.” Your hand starts to graze against his underwear in teasing motion.

Sanji swallows as he meets your gaze with a dazed look, cock twitching at the dominant nature of the way you spoke to him. “Fuck,” he groans, palming himself through the fabric. His left hand held your underwear, intertwining his fingers in it as he put it up to his face, taking in your scent . In his cheeks remains the pink tint of embarrassment as he bites his lip.

You begin to grow impatient by simply watching him touch himself over his clothes. You reach out, tugging at his slacks and pulling them down till it reaches his mid thighs. You traced your fingers over his outline on his underwear before also pulling them down, hooking the hem under his balls. His cock springs out from under the fabric, revealing at most 7 inches of perfection. It wasn’t thin but it wasn’t too thick, the head was pink and had precum leaking over it. Sanji wrapped his hands around his length and started stroking it slowly, his other hands gripping tightly at the treasure he received. You felt your core throbbing as you watched the unholy sight in front of you. You never thought you could be so turned on at watching someone desperately touching themselves to a piece of your fabric. You reach down under your skirt and begin rubbing your clit slowly, never taking your eyes off of the cook.

Sanji notices what you were doing and grows even more flustered, his cock twitching at the sight of you. “Fuck—can I taste you please.” His voice was airy and desperate, the mere sound of it did wonders for your already wet pussy. You lean back on the wall as Sanji knelt on the floor and positioned himself between your legs. “I promise I’ll be good for you.” He lifts up your thighs and propped them over his shoulder.

You bite your lip in anticipation, nodding your head silently. You felt his tongue slide down your slit, causing you to gasp at the warm sensation. His glossy eyes look up at you as he pushes your legs up against your torso, exposing yourself even more to him. “Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he groans. His tongue begins to work on your clit as you hold back your own moans in fear of being heard by the other members. They surely were all in their respective beds but the thought of them catching you two was humiliating enough for you to be careful. You felt Sanji work a finger inside you, immediately causing you to arch your back. He continues focusing on your clit with his tongue as he adds another finger. This time, you couldn't control it, you let out a moan as his long fingers grazed against your g-spot. You felt the pressure building up within you but it wasn’t enough, you wanted more.

“Sanji please—I want more,” you whined, causing him to stop and look up at you from between your legs. The scene was enough for your core to throb once more. “Please fuck me.”

His eyes widened, immediately pulling out his fingers and pulling himself up straight. “Shit,” he mutters under his breath. “You know I can’t say no to that, princess.” His nickname makes your heart skip a beat. Usually you would pay no mind to it but in this moment, you couldn’t help but be even more turned on. Sanji pulled his trousers down till his knees, expanding his mobility. He aligns himself to your hole, stroking his tip to your entrance in an almost teasing manner. This caused you to groan.

“Just fuck me already, I need you in me.”

He chuckles at that. “What happened to the cockiness from earlier?” With that, he hooks your legs up with his arms and pushes himself in, causing you to gasp from the unexpected sudden entrance. Your insides slowly get used to his length, as he pulls back and pushes himself even further in that before. Sanji begins to pick up the pace but careful enough to avoid hurting you.

You moaned aloud, feeling every thrust he did. Sanji knew the right angles that made him hit your sensitive areas with each thrust, and that drove you crazy. The pressure began to build up in you. You reached down to your clit, rubbing it to the same tempo as his thrusts. A soft moan slips out his mouth as Sanji’s gaze on you intensifies with the way you touch yourself to each thrust he does. “I don’t know how much longer I can go when I see you like this.” He groans, his thrusts increasing in strength each time.

Hearing him moaned intensified the pressure building in you until you felt the orgasm building up in you. “Fuck I think I’m gonna cum,” you let out a loud moan as you felt the pleasure intensifying. Your eyes roll back as your walls clench against him, causing Sanji to let out an equally loud moan at the feeling of you cumming against his cock.

Your legs begin to tremble as Sanji continues to thrust despite you finishing seconds ago. The sensitivity was both painful and full of pleasure. “I’m gonna cum too—shit,” he quickly pulls out and strokes himself outside until he lets out a strangled moan, shooting his load onto your pussy, watching as the white liquid drips down your entrance.

“I haven’t cum that good in so long,” you let out an airy laugh that was reciprocated by Sanji who began dressing himself up and sat himself next to you.

“Hey, I’m still sorry about stealing your underwear earlier, I promise to ask next time.” The blond flashes a cheeky smile at you.

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Everyone gathered around the deck, jovial as always. The night was filled with laughter and the occasional friendly punch thrown at one another whenever they got in each other's skin. Earlier in the day your crew had been sailing through the Grand Line, enroute to the next island. Robin, who was on look-out from the crow’s nest spotted something floating in the water and decided to move a little off course to check it out. Usopp and Chopper worked together to reel in the surprisingly heavy barrel on board. The whole crew formed a circle around it and watched as Zoro sliced the top of it clean open, only to be met with a barrel full of dark brown liquid that smelled strongly of alcohol.

“Hey, nice work Robin, we finally got some booze,” Zoro remarks, a slight glint shimmering in his eyes. Eventually, you all decided to have a small get together later that night after dinner just to play games and hang out after awhile. The last party you guys had was weeks ago at Water 7 after coming back from Enies Lobby and the enjoyment you all had from it simmered down eventually and tonight, everyone decided to revive that fun minus Chopper who decided to take an early night.

“Hey no fair! You can’t stop me from choosing dare!” The captain whined, kicking his feet on the deck.

“Yes I can! All you’ve done is choose dare this whole time, why don’t you choose truth for once.” Nami shot back. Her fiery glare helped Luffy settle down but not without pouting and closing his eyes.

“Fine, I choose truth.”

“Good good.” Nami’s eyes changed from devious to cunning. “If you HAD to choose someone to sleep with in the crew, who would you choose?” Interesting. As the night grew longer and longer, and the drinks kept pouring in, the questions started to become stranger and more suggestive the tipsier everyone got, minus Luffy who decided to stick with his juice.

Luffy’s eyebrows furrowed as he began to think, then he grinned. “I know! I’d sleep with Chopper since he’s so fluffy.”

The crew began to look mortified until they realised that that wasn’t the sleeping Nami meant. “No you idiot, I meant if you had to have sex out of everyone who would it be, not take a nap with them!”

“Oh, well in that case I choose her because her boobs are huge!” He points his finger at you which causes your ears to heat up. Everyone’s gaze lands on you, up, down, then back up at your face again.

“You can’t just say that about a lady! That’s impolite, you dumbass.” Sanji lands a kick on the captain’s back as he makes his way back to the group carrying a tray of freshly curated drinks, handing it to you, Nami and Robin first then set the tray on the ground for the men to grab.

“It’s alright,” you chuckled. The chain of questions made its way around the circle until Robin’s question directed at you.

“Say Y/N, I’m curious,” she tucks her hair behind her ear as she starts up a question. “How about you, who would you choose to sleep with if you had to decide.”

Your eyes widen as your teeth tug at your lip. If you had to? God even if you didn’t have to, you WANTED to. You already knew your answer but you weren’t so sure about telling the group that just yet. You lock eyes with Robin then your gaze drifts off to Zoro who’s eyes perk up, noticing your lingering glance. His dark eyes held a glimmer of lust, they were hooded and intense. This catches you off guard. You inadvertently just gave away your answer to both Robin and the man you had in mind. Heat rushes to your cheeks as you quickly drink from your cup, signalling that you weren't answering that question.

“Awww come on Y/N, it's just us, spill!” Nami grins.

“Nami’s right, is it me perhaps.” Sanji chimed in with a mischievous smirk.

“It’s a secret.” All you could do was giggle and put a finger to your lips. For the rest of the night, another few attempts were made to get you to answer the questions previously asked by Robin. All attempts were met with silence from your end and you finishing your drink. By the end of the night you were very much tipsy along with the rest of your crew, and all except you decided to crash and Usopp who was incharge of the crow’s nest for the night. You picked a spot on the deck amongst the grass and laid down, admiring the stars. You didn’t see stars like this back in your home city. The town lights polluted the sky too much for you to clearly see the milky way in all its glory.

“The weather’s good tonight isn’t it?” A familiar voice interrupts your alone time. The swordsman? You turn to your left just to see the green haired man plant himself next to you, both of you lying side by side looking at the sky.

“Yeah…” Your voice was soft, almost hoarse. What was wrong with you? You never had an issue interacting with him beforehand, why now? The anxiety from the game got to you, you weren’t sure but you suspected that he could read your thoughts the moment Robin asked that question.

“Hey, about earlier,” he starts. Oh fuck. “You never told us your answer.” You bite your lip as you sit up and lean against the wall, Zoro mimicking your movements. “Unless it was because I was there.” He slides his hand up your thigh slowly in a teasing manner. You could smell the rum from his breath. The sudden touch causes you to let out a gasp. This was unlike the regular Zoro you knew, he was feral. And you loved it.

“I-” you start but are interrupted by the swordsman slipping his hand past your skirt and to the hem of your underwear, tracing it. “It was because you were looking at me with those eyes you—ah fuck-” You were interrupted once again as Zoro grazes his knuckles against your core, activating the nerves on your clit. You haven’t touched yourself in weeks and you were sensitive.

“My eyes? Tell me about it,” he growls, now tracing a finger against your slit. You felt yourself grow more desperate for his touch.

“Your eyes get so—fuck! Intense sometimes when you’re focused.” Zoro slides your panties to the side and slips a finger inside you, slowly pumping it in and out.

“Thinking about my eyes has gotten you this wet already? You’re more of a slut than I thought.” You whimper at his name calling, feeling your clit throb once more.

“Only for you.” You pant as he adds another finger, slowly increasing his speed. You wrap a hand around the back of his neck as the other trails lower, grazing at the bulge in his pants. You take this time to rub him through the fabric, noticing his breathing intensifying by the second.

“Fuck—I can’t take this.” He quickly undoes his zipper, pulling his pants and underwear off in one go, his cock springing out. You let out a gasp. The sheer size of it was enough to get your mouth watering. It was at least 9 inches and thick, tip tinted red leaking with precum. You waste no time taking it in your hand, stroking it up and down in a slow and agonising manner. “Stop being such a tease and show me the whore you really are.”

With that, you immediately lean down and licked at the tip with small kitten licks causing him to hitch his breath. Slowly, you bob your head halfway down his length, taking in as much of him as you could. You keep going like that until Zoro lets out a loud grunt and grabs ahold of your hair. Suddenly, he pushes your head down further, his tip touching the back of your throat. You feel tears prick in your eyes as your breathing begins to be limited. His hips buck up deeper into your throat until he starts fucking it himself, each thrust going deeper and deeper till your nose is pressed onto his pelvic bone. He pulls you up and off his cock, leaving you gasping for air.

You look at him and into his eyes, your own filled with tears. “Please—fuck me,” you say, your voice riddled with desperation.

“Beg for it.” Zoro smirks.

Your mind goes blank for a second, Who is this guy and where has he been your whole life? Slowly, you crawl onto his lip, your legs on either side of his hips as you straddle his leaking cock. “Please fuck me,” you whispered in his ear, rubbing your soaked underwear against his length.

And just like that Zoro rips the panties off your body, the cool breeze hitting your core and immediately sends a chill down your spine. He lines his girth up to your slit, rubbing it against your folds. You let out a frustrated groan and pushed yourself down his cock, gasping as it went in halfway with no resistance.You were never aggressive during sex but something about Zoro and how dominant he was made you so hungry and needy for something you’ve never felt before. Slowly you begin to ride him, pumping him in and out while your arms wrapped around the back of his neck, your chest pressed against his.

“God you’re such a slut, look at how easily your pussy just took me in.” He lets out a grunt as he pushes you down to lie on your back on the grass. Zoro hooked his arms under your knees and pushed your legs up till they touched your chest. He begins to slide his cock back into your hole, his pace much faster and more aggressive compared to you earlier. Each thrust grazing against your sensitive area inside. How is he so good at this?

You let a loud moan slip out your lips which was quickly shut up by Zoro placing a hand over your mouth. “Do you want people to wake up and see us?” The thought of it didn’t bother you so much but you listened, biting the back of your hand to prevent any more noise from slipping out. Zoro’s thrusting begins to grow more intense as you feel the knot in you build up more and more.

With your free hand you grab his bicep. “Zoro I think I’m gonna-” With that, the muscles inside you begin to convulse, shooting out your liquid as Zoro continues to thrust into you, paying no mind to the fact that you were most definitely very sensitive now. Eventually you feel his thrusting begin to grow erratic, signalling that he was finishing soon. “Cum in me,” you whimpered in his ear.

That seemed to have an effect since immediately he lets out a moan, shooting his hot load inside you. Zoro thrusts a few more times, fucking out his ecstacy before pulling out and stretching you legs up in the air, watching his cum dripping out of you.

“You certainly are better than what I imagined,” he said as he swiped his finger against your folds and pressed them against your lips. You lick his finger clean, swallowing all of his cum. “I hope we didn’t wake up the others.” And you could only hope that Usopp couldn’t see you from where the crow’s nest.

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Sailing with the crew has grown duller and duller by the weeks. You were all almost halfway through the Grand Line and it felt like most of the excitement of the new adventures you all had were dying down. It’s not to say that things were boring, they certainly were not but you all were by now very accustomed to the strangeness of the seas within the Grand Line.

Out of everyone on the ship without a doubt you were the closest with Robin. You got along with everyone very well but Robin and you shared a bond neither of you could explain. Everything was purely platonic and the both of you could openly share your desires and small crushes you had on the other crew members. You knew Robin was quite fond of the standoff-ish swordsman and she knew you’ve had your eye on none other than your own crew’s captain, Luffy.

This afternoon was no different than the others, Robin and you shared a few drinks on the deck while each had their own book in hand, neither of you really reading as both of you were invested in your conversation.

“Do you get what I mean? It feels like everyday is the same thing over and over.” You groaned, setting your drink down on the table between you and the raven haired woman.

“I do, there’s certainly not much for us to do in the middle of the ocean.” Robin gracefully takes a sip from her cup. “Though, I may have something that could ease your boredom.” She got up and made her way to the library, shortly returning with a book, handing it over to you. “It may not be something you’ve read before but it’s worth a try.”

You scanned the cover of the plain looking book. ‘The Devil’s Child’, what an interesting name. “I’ll give it a shot, thanks Robin!”
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The next day, you were in charge of look-out for the rest of the late afternoon till evening until dinner time rolled around. You decided to give Robin’s book a go earlier in the day but was interrupted by chores that you’d put off at the last minute. Now that you had nothing else to do, this was your time to continue what you were doing. Reading through the first few chapters, you understood it was some sort of romance novel but you didn’t realise the kind of intimacy it aimed for until you were in the middle of it and you couldn’t put it down.

Each sentence detailed the soft touch the male protagonist inflicted onto the main character, detailing every euphoric sensation she felt in her heat. The graphic descriptions of perverted acts they performed in secrecy from everybody else. The forbiddenness of their actions and the amount of details written on the lewdness of it all made you feel something you’ve never felt before. Sure you’ve read plenty of stories where the protagonists end their day with a shared kiss and implications of sex but it was exactly just that. Implications, not the details of their sex lives and what they did.

The crass words on the pages sent heat rushing to your cheeks, feeling slight shame for indulging in this type of literature. But if you were so ashamed, why couldn't you stop reading it? Slowly your hand starts making its way lower and lower down your body, reaching the hem of your skirt. Your fingers lift up the black fabric until your panties expose themselves to the air. You rub your middle finger against your clit through the thin, white fabric, already feeling the slickness from arousal. The page starts detailing the way the male protagonist slides a finger inside his partner with impatience. Before you knew it, you too slipped a finger inside yourself moaning softly at the sudden entrance.

This act continued on, switching from fingering yourself to rubbing your clit after your panties made its way on the floor. You could only wish for Robin’s power at this moment, seeing how usefully multiple hands could be at pleasuring yourself. The words on the pages began to grow fuzzy, you couldn’t help but imagine yourself in the place of the female protagonist as Luffy was the male counterpart, dominating over your fragile body. A soft moan escapes your lips once again as your fingers begin to pick up its pace. You haven’t felt this good in months, alway neglecting pleasure in your self care.

As the pressure begins to build up within yourself you begin to grow more needy, the noises leaving your mouth growing louder and more desperate. Suddenly you heard a faint noise and with horror, you watched the trap door to the crow’s nest lift up and a head wearing the familiar straw hat pops up with a curious expression that turns into shock. You froze in your spot, unable to process the situation that unfolded.

Luffy calls out your name with wide eyes. “Woah.” He climbs up a bit more and meets your eyes. “Uh, what are you doing?”

Your cheeks heat up, realising that you might have been a bit too loud as now your nosy captain decided to rush up.

“Don’t mind me, just keep going.” Luffy shuts the door below him and sits on the floor cross legged, right in front of your heat.

“W-what?” You were at a loss for words, was this really happening?

“I want to watch you touch yourself, weren’t you just doing that?” His head tilts, his cheeks decorated in the same rosy tint yours has.”I want to watch you.”

The way his voice was softer compared to his usual raspiness did something to your mind. You weren’t thinking straight, and because of that you did exactly as he said and continued touching yourself, feeling a little more humiliation than usual. With a new audience, you couldn’t help but almost beg for that extra set of hands to help you.

Luffy sat there with a new look in his eyes, hunger, almost like the way he looked at food. It's almost like he wanted to devour you. He starts to crawl over to you, his face a mere 3 inches away from your pussy. He then lifts up his hand and swipes across your slit, causing you to gasp at the new touch. “Woah, so wet.” Luffy’s fingers slide its way down until it makes its way into your entrance. He pushes them in and out, unsure of his own actions but as he continues, a new found sense of confidence causes him to pick up his pace, using that same aggression the male protagonist you longed for used.

You allow yourself to release small moans at each pump. Luffy looks at you with wide eyes, then at your shirt. Almost immediately he lifts up your top, your breasts spilling out, revealing your lack of bra. “Your boobs are really nice!” His blatant remark breaks a smile to your face, this was the Luffy you knew so well. He wastes no time latching onto your nipples with his mouth, increasing the pleasure you were already feeling.

Something came over you, you didn’t know what it was but it made you desperate. You push him off your breast, causing him to halt his fingers. “Luffy, please—fuck me!” You cried out, feeling shame for being so needy.

Without saying anything, he quickly discards his top and shorts, dropping them all to the floor, his cock springing out as he pulls his underwear down. You almost wanted to eat him, his cock was semi-hard and at least 6 inches and very thick just how you liked it. You reached out and stroked it to life, earning a groan from your captain. Eventually you grew impatient at pleasing only him. You pulled Luffy closer to you, lining up his dick to your hole that was already dripping.

Luffy slides his cock up and down your slit until he slides himself in until you feel his pelvis against yours. You let out a loud whine, not used to the drastic stretch from fingers to his staff. Without waiting, Luffy immediately goes in, thrusting in you with as much speed and pressure he could manage, pushing out strained moans from your lips. “You feel so—good!” He groans.

Luffy pushes your legs up and presses it against your chest, reaching deeper inside you. Your hand squeezes between the bodies and makes its way down to your clit, rubbing it in circles. The increase in pleasure makes you unable to think straight, your stomach twisting in knots as your caverns begin to tighten. “Luffy fuck—I’m gonna cum!” Your pussy begins to convulse, liquid gushing out against Luffy’s cock.

“That’s so cool!” He giggles, his thrusts picking up in speed at his new found pleasure.You’re left panting on the couch as Luffy continuously hits your g-spot, riding out your high further, overstimulating you till it grows painful. You link your arms behind his neck, pulling him closer to you then planting a kiss on his lip. He pulls away briefly to look at you with doe eyes, leaning in again to cement your lips together. Luffy’s thrust began to grow erratic, signalling his closeness.

You pull away from the kiss, leaning into his ear. “Cum in me,” you whispered. On command, you feel Luffy’s hot liquid pumping in you with each thrust he does as he groans into your ear. He pulls out of you and admires the mess he made out of your hole, grinning widely.

“I’ve never felt this good before!” He laughs, plopping onto the couch next to you. “Does this mean we’re dating now?”

You too let out a laugh, even after destroying you he found a way to be his goofy self. “Whatever you want, captain.”

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“Keep quiet unless you want people barging in here and seeing you like this,” Ace grunts, shoving his fingers in your mouth. This did little to quell your moans, only intensifying as his other fingers pumped in you roughly. His lips curl into a smirk, admiring your squirming body beneath him. “Unless that’s something you’re hoping for.” Ace pulls out his fingers, adjusting himself until his head is stationed between your legs. He licks a stripe against your slit, causing a groan to exit your lips. With two fingers he spreads apart your lips, exposing your clit to him. Immediately he wraps his lips around it, sucking against your button.

Luffy and his friends decided to throw a party at his and your boyfriend, Ace’s, shared apartment. The two of you stayed and drank with them for awhile until Ace shot you with that all too familiar look of lust he wore so frequently. That look was almost always synonymous with ‘let’s get out of here’, and that’s exactly what you two did.

“Ah—fuck!” you cry out, gripping at his hair. You look down at him as he looks back up at you, the gleam in his eyes intensifying after seeing the expression on your face. This furthers your pleasure, pushing his head down until it fully pressed down against your pussy. Ace snakes his finger up to your entrance, slipping a digit inside you. Your moans intensify, only growing louder and louder as his finger prods against your sensitive area. Your legs begin to shake as you feel your finish closing in. Ace notices your reaction, pulling away from you while wiping his lips with a smile. “Why’d you stop?” You kicked his shoulder as he laughed.

“It wouldn’t be any fun if I just let you cum so easily.” He stands up, undoing his belt along with the button on his pants. A loud rustling could be heard outside causing Ace to turn his head, eyebrow raised in a questioning manner. “Besides, I think we’ve got some company with us.” He chuckles making his way to the door, opening it briskly. As he did, a certain green haired man came stumbling down. He looks up with a panicked expression, cheeks turning a bright shade of crimson, slowly coming to terms with the fact that he’s been caught.

“Zoro!” You gasped, snapping your legs shut.

“Damn!” He curses aloud, gathering himself to stand up. “Look, I—I wasn’t trying trying to peep or anything-”

“Really? Cause it sure does seem like you were.” Ace laughs, slamming the door behind him. “Now, are you going to take responsibility for what you did?” He walks over to Zoro with his arms across his chest, who is still in his kneeling position.

“W-what are you talking about?!” Zoro shuffles backwards on his knees until he backs up into a wall. This didn't dent Ace at all, in fact it only intensified his desire.

“Why do you sound so shocked, you seem like you were enjoying it?” He sticks his foot out, prodding the semi-solid form bulging out his pants.

“Quit it Ace.” Zoro grits his teeth, shoving off his foot from the ever so prominent tent. “I wasn’t even looking.”

“Oh really? ‘Cause it really looked like you shoved your face through the gap of the door to peep,” Ace squats to his level, placing a hand on his cheek.”You can join us if you’d like, and you can start with her.” He turns his head to face you, who watched the interaction with a faint blush.

Slowly but surely, Zoro stands up and walks towards you, his eyes beaming with lust. Wow, that was quick. He lies down and positions himself between your thighs. “Are you okay with this?” He asked, looking into your eyes. You could only nod in anticipation, before he rushed immediately to devour you. His tongue stroked wildly against your folds with extreme intensity. Ace was more gentle when eating you out but Zoro was like a wild beast, and you loved it. Your hands made their way to his cropped hair, with nothing to grab you pushed his head down harder against your pussy, earning a moan from the green haired man. The vibrations sent tingles down your spine.

You felt something hit your cheek, turning your head, you see Ace standing over you, pants discarded with his dick against your cheek and a wide grin decorating his face. “Open up.” He presses his cock against your lips. You opened wide, accepting him. Ace wasted no time shoving himself whole inside your throat, causing you to gag around him. He lets out a groan, his hands gently caressing your hair. The feeling of two men pressing against you, caused your insides to bubble up, tension only growing strong and stronger. You start moaning against Ace’s length and squirming against Zoro’s tongue. Your boyfriend catches onto your struggle, a chuckle escaping his lips as he pushes Zoro off your throbbing cunt. “Not too much, let her rest. It looks like she’s almost close.”

The two men’s gaze bored into your nude body as you were left gasping and stimulated. “Why’d you stop?”You whined again, for the second time tonight.

“We’re only getting started, right Zoro?” The mosshead grunts, nodding his head in agreement. “Is there anything you’d like to do Zoro? She’s a pretty little doll, she’d do anything you’d want, isn’t that right?” Ace traces his finger against your lip as you nodded, your gaze directly at Zoro who stared back, mouth agape.

“I want to feel her,” He mumbled, crawling farther up the bed until he rested directly above you. He hovered above you, unsure of what to do. Your arms snaked around the back of his neck, pulling him in until your lips connected. Zoro swipes his tongue on the bottom of your lips. You open up with little resistance, his tongue intertwining with yours.

“What are you waiting for?” Your boyfriend taps his foot against the wooden floor impatiently. “She’s waiting for you, practically begging.” You felt his finger swipe against your cunt, causing you to gasp against Zoro’s lips. The two of you separate as Zoro sits up from the bed, pulling his shirt up and over his head, discarding it across the room. You admire his form, broad shoulders and a chiselled stomach. He definitely looked much more muscular than Ace, his biceps flexed with every small move he did. Ace followed suit and discarded his own shirt, leaving him fully nude like you. His body was much leaner but still toned, just the way you liked it. You couldn’t help but admire him as if it was your first time seeing him in this form. Ace notices your gaze, shooting you a quick smile and a peck on your forehead, stroking the hairs off your face.

Zoro quickly slips himself out of his pants and underwear, rushing back to his position between your legs, lining his girth against your pulsating clit. He rubs himself up and down your slit, small gasps escaping your lips. Eventually, he slips his head past your lips, pushing in and out in a teasing manner that causes you to whine, pushing yourself down his cock. He enters you with little resistance and a small gasp. He grips at your hips in desperation, each thrust earning a grunt from the green haired man. “Fuck—you’re so—tight!” He groaned, thrusting hard at the end of his sentence, reaching deeper in you.

You find yourself with your eyes shut tight and your head rolled back, ungodly noises spilling out from your mouth. “Don’t forget about me.” The soft voice of your boyfriend broke you out of your trance. You open your eyes and see him standing above you, stroking himself as he watches his girlfriend taking dick from another man. You knew Ace and you knew how much he enjoyed watching you get destroyed by other men, one of his twisted fantasies you loved to partake in.

In this current moment you couldn’t help but thank whatever god sent Zoro your way with the way your pelvises smacked against each other with as much force he could gather in each thrust. You reached your hands out, grabbing ahold of Ace’s cock, stroking it fast and tight, just as he liked it. “God I love your hands.” He groaned, his own stroking your’s and Zoro’s head who seemed to be caught off guard. Ace’s hands trails along the back of his neck, tracing over his collarbone and to his jaw, holding his chin with a thumb and a pointer. He turns the muscular man’s head to face him, planting a rough kiss against his lips.

You watched the two share a kiss together, feeling it in your throbbing clit. You let out a moan as Zoro continuously found the perfect angle to hit your g-spot. Your free hand trails down your torso and past your abdomen, settling between your legs. You rubbed in a continuous circular motion against your clit with impatience, eagerly chasing your orgasm that’s been repeatedly denied to you. As the knots of pleasure build up in you, your pace against Ace’s cock. “Fuck I think I’m gonna-” And with that, you felt your juices releasing against Zoro’s cock, the walls of your pussy convulsing against him.

He lets out a his and a groan, his thrust growing faster and sloppy as he chases his own orgasm. Suddenly, he pulls out of you and pumps his own cock as he shuffles further up your body, spilling his seed all over your chest. With a grin, you scoop up some of his cum on your finger and wrap your lips around it, lapping up as much as you could.

“Fuck!” You heard Ace groan, pull off your hand to replace it with his own. “Zoro, lend me your mouth.” Almost immediately, he obeyed, kneeling on the bed with his mouth agape. Your boyfriend slips his cock in his mouth, fucking it with no regard of the reciever’s comfort, too busy chasing after his own pleasure. His hand rests at the back of Zoro’s head, leading his own dips up and down his cock. “Ugh your mouth is so fucking—hot.” Ace halts his thrusting, releasing his cum down Zoro’s throat, then proceeding to slowly thrust out his euphoria. He pulls himself out of the green haired man’s mouth, admiring how easily he listened to him.

“We really need to get you to join us more often!” Ace laughs, rubbing the top of his head in endearment. That, he was right with.

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You’ve been a babysitter to Lucy, Mr Smoker’s child, as you called him, for over 2 years. Tonight was another regular night, Mr Smoker tended to work overtime as a Sergeant in the police station in town. It was a smaller town where everybody knew each other. You were lucky enough for Smoker to give you this babysitting job due to your lack of experience in the field. This was one of the perks of a small town, everybody knew and trusted each other.

Lucy had been tucked into bed a couple of hours ago, and you decided to do what you had always done after the 6 year old went to bed, scroll through the unending movie selections on the TV. You decided to click on a cheesy looking slasher film, opening the bag of chips you raided from the pantry. Perhaps this could satisfy your evening’s boredom.

Around a quarter way through the movie, you could feel your eyes weighing heavier and heavier as each minute of the movie passed. By the time you jolted awake, it was already 2 am. ‘Smoker should be home soon.’ You thought to yourself. As if planned, you hear the faint sound of keys jingling behind you and the front door swinging open. “Mr Smoker! How was work tonight?” You turn your head to look at the older man by the door, kicking off his boots and slipping into a comfy pair of indoor slippers.

“Fine,” he grunts, walking past the couch, barreling towards the kitchen. “How many times do I gotta tell ya, it’s just Smoker, none of that Mister shit.” You nodded your head, conscious of the fact that he couldn’t see you. Smoker continued with his nightly after work routine, grabbing his favourite crystal glass, this time he grabbed two glasses and filled it to the brim with ice, he reached into the fridge for his cola and on the top shelf for his ‘liquid medicine’ as he’d call it. Really it was just whiskey. He concocted his own mixture of the two drinks in each cup, walking over to the couch and planting himself only inches from you as he set the bottle of Jack Daniels and cola onto the coffee table. “Care for a drink?” He held out the second cup prepared, awaiting your response.

A shy thank you and a smile was shared from you, rosiness spread across your cheeks, faint and barely noticeable, but it was there. You couldn’t help but fawn at the simple gestures he did for you. The faint smell of cigar lingered on his clothing, not that it bothered you, just something that came with the territory. As you took a sip, your thoughts lingered between the same subject it usually was filled with in your mind when you were in this household, Smoker, his appearance and his irresistible demeanour. Your friends would always tease you about the older gentleman, commenting on his looks and strange charisma he had. He was by no means a sociable guy, but something in the way that he carried himself garnered the attention of the women in town, young or old.

“How was Lucy tonight? Hope she didn’t trouble you too much tonight.” Smoker breaks the agonising silence between you and the film still ongoing in the background.

“Oh no she’s never a bother! I always love caring for her, she’s anything you could ever dream of for a child.” You weren’t lying, Lucy took up her father’s stoic attitude which was troubling at times but as trust was built, it was easier to get her to loosen up around you. Nowadays she almost always looks for you even on your days off.

“That’s good to hear.” Smoker takes a sip from his almost empty glass. “I know I don’t say it often but I wanted to thank you for sticking with us for the past two years, it hasn’t been easy but Lucy thinks of you as family at this point, I couldn’t have done it without you.” He quickly finishes his drink, refilling it as soon as it exits his lips.

A small smile creeps up your lips. “It’s no problem really, I ought to thank you for accepting me in the first place when I had no experience.” Your drink was a sip away from being empty, you take a last drink and Smoker’s hand extends almost immediately to fill up your cup once more. It wasn’t unusual for the two of you to share a drink and chat every once in a while but it was the first time you've stayed long enough for a drink refill. The two of you stayed like that until two drinks turned to three, then three turned to four then five, maybe even six.

Eventually, the conversation between the two of you died down and the movie became the focal point of the early morning. This one was particularly gorey, the lead actress continued to be hunted down around the house, barely avoiding each swing of the knife the antagonist swung. It seemed as though the way the knife was handled made Smoker feel unease, each swing earring an eye twitch and an unintentional bodily jerk from the commander who seemed to inch closer and closer until your thighs touched. Just as you were about to pause the movie, the killer pops up from inside the cupboard, scaring Smoker to the extent of letting out a small yelp while leaning into you. For a moment the two of you were stuck like that, as if an invisible glue was stuck between you and Smoker. You saw a tint of red spread slowly across his cheeks, redder than the alcohol tint he already wore.

“I—I’m sorry, I’m not very good with horror movies.” He says sheepishly, returning to his place on his side of the couch. You felt yourself smile against your will. The alcohol was talking now. ‘Worry about the consequences later,’ you thought to yourself. Before you could stop yourself, you felt your hands reach out for his own, taking Smoker by surprise.

“Perhaps you’d like to watch something else.” The words just spilled out your mouth. “Perhaps you’d like to do something, or someone else.” You pick up his hand and place it perfectly on your chest, cupping his fingers around your breast.

“What are you-”

Before he could finish his sentence you leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, staying in place for a few seconds before pulling away and looking at Smoker in anticipation. The older man sat there with his mouth gaping, unable to grasp the current situation. “What do you think you’re doing?” Was the only thing he managed to say.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I-” And before you could finish your sentence, Smoker grabs ahold of your cheek, pulling you closer and closer until your lips reconnected once again. You savoured the intimate moment between you two, feeling the heat between your two bodies. Was it always this hot? You felt Smoker’s hand roaming your body freely, stroking at every dip and curve you could offer. His hand trailed lower and lower until it slipped itself between your ass and the sofa, holding firmly. You felt your arousal between your legs building up as the kiss grew sloppier.

Smoker pulls away, looking at you with an indiscernible expression. “We can worry about the consequences tomorrow but right now, I want you.” And with that, you felt your body give in to his touch. You crawled over the older man’s lap, straddling him with your arm draped around the back of his neck. Your lips connected with his jawline, peppering kisses down his neck, to his collar bone lower and lower as you unbuttoned his navy blue uniform, making sure to drag your hand down his pecs.

His own hands tugged the hem of your shirt upwards, pulling it over your head until it was discarded on the floor along with his shirt. Your bra shortly joined the pile as well. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered, rubbing your freshly exposed skin, taking in the view of your nude upper body. His hand trailed across your breasts, grasping at them with calloused hands. With each touch of your body you felt the commander’s arousal growing stronger and stronger from beneath you.

“I could say the same for you.” Your lips merely grazed against his ear when he immediately jumps into action, pushing your body down on the couch, Smoker hovering above you. In one go, he unbuttons your pants and tugged them down along with your underwear, leaving you fully nude beneath the older man.

“You look even more beautiful like this.” His hand trails down your body, grazing against the sensitive skin of your abdomen then brushing past your pubic area, hovering above your opening until he slipped his finger in. A gasp escapes your lips as he quickly adds a second finger, your body eagerly accepting it. The tips of his fingers brushed against the sensitive areas of your insides, igniting the passion within you more and more. Each drive in you felt like it wasn’t enough, you wanted more.

“I want more.” You managed to croak out. That was all it took, those three words and he was stripping himself of his trousers. You tug at the hem of his boxers, pulling them down to his thighs, down his knees then off his legs. You couldn’t help but gawk at the size of Smoker. It was long and girthy, the veins on the sides straining as if they were about to pop out.

“‘This alright?” He asked, lining himself up against your slit, the tip stroking against your clit.

“Yes please.” You bit your lip as he prodded against your entrance, slipping his tip in and out. You couldn’t help but feel Smoker’s gaze on you as he gauged your reaction, wriggling under his touch at the anticipation. Before you knew it, he slid himself deeper and deeper until your pelvises made contact. You let out a gasp, eyes shutting at the size difference of his fingers and his dick. Smoker stays like that for a moment, allowing you to adjust at the foreign object until you reciprocate his head nod, giving him permission to move.

He pulled out slowly, taking in the time to feel your insides with his eyes shut. He then slams back inside you with as much force as he could, letting out a grunt in return. Smoker continued this slow in and out before his thrusts began to pick up a pace, keeping a solid rhythm. This causes you to let out continuous moans, unable to resist from the unrelenting pounding. His hand roams your body in curiosity, grabbing hold of your breast in the same rough manner as his thrusts. “You should keep your voice down, wouldn’t want Lucy to wake up and see us like this.”

You nod as your arms locked behind his neck, pulling him closer to you. You bite down on his shoulder, a weak method of shutting yourself up. As you did, Smoker lets out a low moan, his pace picking up. You couldn’t believe how it even got to this, two years of fantasising and you finally got the real deal, and it was better than any fantasy you could ever dream of. He lifts your hips higher, allowing him to change angles, giving easy access to your sweet spot. You moan against his skin, feeling your orgasm closing in. Before you could even process, his cock began grazing repeatedly at your g-spot, instantly causing the walls of your pussy to convulse against Smoker, your juices gushing around his length.

“Fuck—I don’t think I’m gonna last long-” His thrust begin to waver, each one growing sloppier and a sloppier before he pulls out, stroking himself above your pussy and finishing all over your stomach, making sure to grunt as he milked himself dry. Before the two of you could settle, he hobbled over to the kitchen, returning shortly with a wet rag, wiping you clean then himself afterwards.

The two of you begin to get dressed, each of you helping the other dress up. Once fully clothed, the both of you slumped back down on the couch, maintaining eye contact. “What now?” You break the silence.

“I’m not sure, didn’t I tell you we’d worry about the consequences tomorrow” His hand reaches up to stroke your hair. “Besides, it’s too late for you to go home, spend the night here.” That’s all it took for you to give in, following him to his bedroom with a smile.

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It’s only been a few months since you joined the Straw Hat crew, it was safe to say you fit right in. You had a fun side that helped you fit in with Luffy, Usopp and Chopper, the feminine side that fit you in with Nami and Robin. But most importantly, your flirtatious side that you managed to captivate everyone with, especially Sanji. The chef was the only one that could compete with your antics, his methods were just as shameless as yours and his humour just as perverted. Because of this, the two of you often ended up in a strange, platonic but also twisted back and forth to show off who was the sickest out of you two.
You had to admit, Sanji was a strong competitor, but there was one thing he lacked. Sex appeal. You had to admit, he was attractive, you’ve never seen his bare body but judging from the form through his clothes he was tall, lean and rather fit. He has a good looking face too, he could be charming if he didn’t open his mouth too much. You saw the double standards, if a man spewed the same nonsense you did he would’ve been called a pervert, but when you did it you were a tease. Today was not any different.

“Sanji dear, could I please get a refill on my cup,” You asked in a sickly sweet tone.

“Of course Y/N-swan! Anything for you.” You could practically see the hearts popping out of his eyes as you handed him your empty cup, only to replace it with a freshly filled cup of lemonade, iced to be precise.

“Thank you Sanji, the weather’s been rather—humid lately.” You tug at the neckline of your tank, fanning it in and out, exaggerating the extremity of the heat. You observed Sanji’s fixated gaze, his line of sight directly at your twin sisters that were practically begging to be spilled out. Robin’s attention diverted from the book she read. Her eyes shifted from Sanji, then to you, letting out a soft giggle.

“Y-yeah, you’re right.” Sanji gulps. “Nami said that the next island we’re stopping at is meant to be a summer island.” With your comment, he took off his blazer, resting it on the back of your chair, making sure to barely graze your bare shoulder blade. A smile threatens to show on your face. You knew you had the power to make him crazy, you could do it if you wanted to but it was so much fun to watch him crumble at every simple innuendo you’d let slip out. Sanji made his way back to the sink, continuing to pack away all of the freshly washed dishes.

“A summer island you say? Sounds like the perfect time to go sunbathing.” The mere mention of the word causes the blonde chef to drop the plates in his hand, a loud crash following with it. Robin let out another giggle from behind her book.

“I sure do hope they have a pool, it would be nice to go swimming again.” She adds, smiling at you. You could see the amusement in her eyes, she enjoyed toying with him alongside just as much as you did. Aside from the teasing, a dip in a pool did sound nice considering some of the crew couldn’t really just take a dip in the ocean like the others.

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Your arrival at the island was nothing short of perfect. You were all met with a large coastline of pure, tropical paradise. Lines of coconut and palm trees decorated the shoreline. Nami decided to drop anchor a few hours before sunset to allow time for everyone to set up for a nighttime picnic with everybody. By this time, everyone had settled down around the campfire/grill Sanji so kindly set up. Each of you all donned a fresh coconut straight from the tree paired with a fun coloured straw.

This was life. This was the freedom you sought for when you decided to live the life of a pirate. It felt nice, not to mention the eye candy available in your crew, more specifically the easily flustered chef. You now just seemed to notice his good looks when he was so focused on cooking. The way his curly brows furrowed with concentration with each step of the way. It seemed like no amount of skin you or the girls showed could ever take his mind off of it. You smirked, that sounded like a challenge.

“Hey Robin, could you help me put some sunscreen on, I was hoping to tan before the sun sets on us.” You saw the slight twitch Sanji’s ears did the moment you mentioned tanning again.

“Of course, happy to help.” Robin lets out a soft chuckle, reaching into her bag to fish out the sunscreen, allowing you the time to get rid of your clothing. You took off your shirt, making sure to slightly face the direction of Sanji, while fully turning your back on him to get rid of your shorts, making sure to bend over further to drop it down on the sand. You could practically feel the burning gaze of the chef's eyes boring holes through your body. Your towel was readily set up next to your bench so you laid down chest pressed against the sandy ground.

Robin kneels down beside you, squirting a generous amount of sunscreen on her palms then lathering across your back. You felt a tug against your bikini string, undoing it completely and laying the strings beside you. “Let’s make sure you don’t get any nasty tanlines now.” A smirk makes a way up your lips, you liked that she played along.

“Why don’t you join me Robin?” You look up at her who still continues to spread sunscreen lower and lower on your body.

“I’m alright, I’m satisfied enough just watching you.” You felt her hands slip past your bikini bottoms, rubbing sunscreen on areas you were sure wouldn’t even see a glimpse of sun. Your glance shifts to the blonde in the suit, who by now looked as if his knees were about to give out from underneath them just watching the lewd sight unfold in front of him.

“Careful now you two, you might kill him before he could finish our dinner.” Nami chuckles, taking place on the bench beside you. She set up a portable table beside her to make space for her navigating equipment.

“Hey Robin! Can you put sunscreen on me too?” Luffy called out from across the shore, sprinting our direction. Everyone laughed in sync at the innocence of your captain. All except Sanji who was stuck being bewitched by your’s and Robin’s antics. This was a fun challenge.

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The sunset has long passed, the whole crew sat gathered around the same campfire your dinner was grilled on. Everyone aside Chopper and Luffy shared a few drinks, telling tales of their previous adventures before Franky, Brooke and you had joined. Eventually, everyone resigned from their spots around the fire, all except for you and Sanji.

“Nice weather tonight right?” Was his pathetic attempt at starting a conversation.

“Is that your way of small talk, curly brows?” You chuckled, walking towards him and sitting yourself on his towel that lay on the sandy ground.

“Come on now, you haven’t been very nice today.” Sanji pouts. Through the raging orange light, you could see his eyes and where his gaze landed. Right on your chest, as expected.

You couldn’t help but laugh at how desperate he sounded. “Where’d all your game go, chef? Teasing’s only fun when you play along too, you know?”

“Your teasing somehow got worse, what’s a man meant to do when a lady such as yourself puts herself out as much as you do.” Sanji groaned, taking a sip of his drink. You couldn't help but stare at him as he did so. He truly was attractive, aesthetically speaking. He’d bend over backwards at any request you’d ask no matter how ridiculous it was. It couldn’t hurt to give him a chance, right?

“You look of course, but you can’t touch.” You grinned as your fingers fiddled with your bikini strap, gaining the chef’s attention.“Unless I asked, of course.” His eyes widened then retracted back to its old form.

“Stop with the teasing already, I give up, you win.” Sanji shuts his eyes then crosses his arms over his chest.

Your fingers wrapped around the end of the string, pulling it off in one quick tug followed by your top falling on the sandy towel. “Who said I was teasing this time.” Your hand makes its way to his leg, caressing the thick material that covered his bare skin. “It’s an order.”

With that his eyes open. And they couldn't have opened wider. “W-what!” Was all he managed to spit out before to take ahold of his hand and place it on your bare breast. He wasted no time grasping at it firmly, admiring the softness of it. Before long, both hands came up. His left hand grazes against your nipple before pinching it lightly between his fingers. You let out a soft moan, the slight friction sending tingles down your spine. “I never thought I’d get to see you like this.” Sanji leans down, his lips latching onto your breast, suckling on it. You couldn’t help but let out small pants, the stimulation going straight to your core.

“Sanji..” You trailed off as his hands began to roam your body farther than you breast, down your back, tracing the dips on it. You decide to reciprocate, your own hands tracing his body as he did to yours. Sanji lets out a small whimper when you graze the mound in his shorts. “Sanji, you’re too cute even like this.” The chef pulls off from your chest with a blush dusting both his cheeks. Your hand cups his face, pulling him in suddenly for a rushed kiss, your teeth barely escaping collision. His lips part slightly, allowing you to slip your tongue in easily.

Sanji’s mouth continues to leak with soft noises, as your hands begin to unclasp his button, tugging downwards on his zipper until you feel his bare flesh make contact with your skin. “No underwear huh?” You pull away leaving a string of spit connecting the two of you. His cock was certainly easy on the eyes, long, slim and evenly proportioned. Your fingers danced around his shaft, making sure the graze against the head, allowing more whimpers.

Sanji’s hand grabs your wrist suddenly. “Y/n please—stop teasing, just for today,” he groans, wrapping your fingers around his cock with his hands. Since he asked so nicely, you decided to give in for once. Your hands begin to move up and down his shaft, slowly as to wean him into it. Sanji wasted no time spilling out whines. His hips buck into your hand in desperation, almost begging for more. You shift your body to face him, bending down to be face to face with his cock. Before he could process, you lick a long stripe from the base to the tip, gently sucking on his head. “Ah—fuck!” Sanji’s hands made it to your hair, gripping lightly so as to not hurt you. You bobbed your head up and down, salivating your mouth extra to make your movements more fluid. “How are you—so good at this?” He groaned.

His mouth continued to let out ungodly noises before they died down, his grip loosening on your hair. “Let me repay the favour.” He pulls you off him, pushing your body down the ground then placing himself between your legs. Sanji takes this time to admire you, his eyes scanning at every inch of your body as his hands remain roaming. His fingers trace along the lines and folds through your bikini, toying with you almost. You bite your lip as he finds your clit over the cloth, rubbing circles as a way of teasing you. This left you squirming under his body, grinding against his fingers.

“Please—stop teasing!” You cried out.

“Now look who’s begging.” He smirked, his hands moved to the strings of your bottoms, tugging on them until fully undone. With one swipe he tugs them off, exposing yourself to the night air. “You looks so gorgeous down here too.” His finger swipes down your slit, observing the slick dripping out. “You got so wet just from sucking dick, aren’t you so cute.” Sanji shuffles backwards, bending over to meet eye level with your hole, wasting no time to lick you whole.

You let a loud moan slip out your mouth, slapping it closed immediately in fear of waking the others up in the ship. He took this as a sign to keep going, lapping up your juices that continued to spill out from his skill. Your hands made their way to his hair, pushing him harder down your pussy. Sanji groans against your clit, the vibrations sending chills down your spine. You haven’t felt this good in so long, and he certainly knew how to use his tongue, sucking and licking on your button And suddenly, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Sanji, please fuck me!”

You didn’t have to say anything else before the chef straightened up, tugging his bottoms off hurriedly as if you were running from him. He aligns his girth against your hole, making a show of it as he slides it against your clit, causing more noises to slip out from you. Before long, he slides in slowly, giving you time to adjust to his size. Not that you needed it, your hole was already dripping from the earlier events. “Fuck—so tight!” He groaned, picking up his pace as you wrapped your legs around him. This didn’t satisfy the blonde as he moved your legs up to his shoulders, pushing you past your limit and exposing your pussy more to him.

“Ah Sanji!” You moaned as his tip grazed past your g-spot. He picks up on this, thrusting in and out at the same angle and continuously abusing your sensitive area. Sanji’s hand firmly grasped your hip as his other snaked across your stomach and down to your pussy, his thumb making quick work of your clit. Your mind went foggy instantly, no longer able to even attempt to cover up the pornographic noises you let out. What’s the problem with letting everyone hear you anyways?

You felt the familiar feeling of your insides tingling, getting ready to set off the long overdue explosion. “Sanji—fuck! I’m gonna—cum!” You cried out as your pussy tightened around his cock, juices barely slipping past and dripping out your hole.

“Oh shit-” Before he could react, you felt warm liquid filling up your insides as Sanji continued to rut against you, riding out his high. He collapsed on top of your body with a huff, head resting against your breasts.

“Did you cum inside me?!” You smacked the back of his head, sending his posture upwards as he groaned, grasping the impact zone.

“What the hell was I supposed to do? You didn’t give me enough time to even pull out!” He argued back, his dick still stuffed deep within you.

“Oh whatever, all it takes is to say I was cumming and you had to try and beat me to it.” You rolled your eyes.

“You were practically latched onto me, where the hell could I have gone?” You let out a giggle, unable to continue your barely real argument. You could get used to this side of Sanji.

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You’ve always had your eye on Sanji from the moment you first met him on your island, and even now when you’ve officially been invited to join the crew by your captain. You’ve never felt the need to express your feelings to anyone, afraid that it might change the perception your crewmates may have on you or a relationship change. It was all too risky to even think of trying.

There were times where you noticed some were suspicious of your harmless crush, such as the time when Zoro eyed you suspiciously whenever your eyes locked onto Sanji working extra hard in the kitchen. Or when you talked about him a little too much that Nami teased you relentlessly. After those mishaps, you decided to lay low on your talks of said chef to the other members.

It wasn’t unusual for Sanji to flirt with you as he did with Nami and Robin, but lately you’ve felt his teasing grow worse and worse the past few weeks. It started with extra compliments, then with tucking your hair back when your hair covered the view of your face for him. At one point he even asked you to stay behind to help you with prep, and this ended up being a frequent occurrence. You felt honoured to even be able to partake in his prep since he considered it sacred.

Today was no different, lunch time had just finished meaning it was time for Sanji to start dinner prep, once again he requested your help. “How did you want me to start cutting the onions?” You asked, picking up the knife left on the bench.

“Julienne them, take your time.” He responds in his regular sweet tone, a small smile barely plastering on your face.

You nodded your head, picking up the knife and starting with the cutting, already you knew you were doing something wrong. Each cut you did was done with less and less confidence, and Sanji seemed to notice that.

“Here, I’ll show you.” He steps away from the dishes he was packing up, stancing himself right behind you. You felt a small gasp exit your lips as you felt his chest pressing up your back, chin resting at the top of your head. His hands snake its way down your arm, wrapping around your own hand and holding the equipment. He begins talking you through the basics of the cut, manoeuvring your hand to show the correct angle to cut, however all you could focus on was the warmth of his skin transferring onto yours and the feeling of his breath tickling the backs of your ears. Soon enough, that same warmth made its way to your cheeks, decorating it with a fiery red stain. Sanji’s never been this bold before, he’s never enveloped your body with his own. You could practically feel your own heart beating out of your chest, fearing that the blonde man could hear it.

“Uh S-Sanji, aren’t you a little too close?” You gulped, afraid that he’d be able to feel your anxiety.

“I have to be thorough if you want to keep helping me in the kitchen.” His head pops up from beside yours, giving you a warm sigh, continuing his quick lesson. The whole time you couldn’t focus, your knees almost buckled at every movement of his hand against yours. The knots in your grew at each breath that breezed through your hair. How much longer can you take this? Each moment that passed like that, you grew increasingly aware of every flaw you possibly had. Before long, because before you knew it you were pulling away with your face resembling a tomato and left in a stuttering mess.

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Dinner had long passed and the crew decided to get some shut eye, you were left alone with your thoughts on the upper deck of the sunny, looking off at the abyss of the ocean. Visions of you in the kitchen being held in Sanji’s hands repeatedly popped up, leaving you flustered even though the moment was long passed. Why did he do that? Why couldn't he just keep his hands to himself? You were left utterly confused, dejected. Was he just teasing or did he show some interest in you? In your mind, that couldn’t be possible. Sanji was an attractive man, fit and a good fighter plus he could cook. You were just, well, you. There was nothing outstanding about you in your mind, at least that’s what you thought.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” A voice interrupted your thoughts. You spun around, only to be face to face with the same man that occupied your thoughts. Immediately you felt knots in your stomach at the thought of being alone with him was too nerve wracking. You muttered a quick ‘yeah’, avoiding eye contact as you did so. A stray hair flew across your face, Sanji wasted no time reaching over to tuck it back in place behind your ear. You felt the feelings growing stronger within you, threatening to burst at each moment he stayed close to you.

“Why do you keep doing that?” You asked through gritted teeth, staring off into the dark sea.

“Doing what?” The blonde leans against the railing on his elbow, jutting his head to the side, forcing you to look at his face. His stupidly handsome face that you couldn’t seem to forget.

“That—what you just did! You keep touching me more and more these days,” you started. “Stop doing it, you’re just confusing me more...” You trailed off at the last part, looking to the side as an attempt to avoid his face altogether. This attempt backfired as the chef placed your chin between his point and thumb, forcing your gaze to meet his once again.

“Confusing you? What's confusing about me showing my affection? I like you Y/N, I’m surprised you haven’t caught on to that.” Liked me? That can’t be possible when there’s so much more women in the world that topped you without a doubt.

You clicked your tongue, laughing in disbelief. “How could you possibly like me? There’s Robin and Nami, next to them I am nothing in your eyes.”

His eyebrows furrowed together. “Don’t you dare tell me how I feel.” Sanji inches closer to your face, noses almost touching. “You cannot compare the moon and the stars together, each is beautiful in their own way. To me they are the stars in my sky, but you are my only moon.” Your mouth hands open, unable to respond to him at his sudden confession. “I only stepped up these past few weeks when I realised how great my feelings were for you, and only you. I never would have asked you to help in the kitchen if I wasn’t serious about how I felt”

“Sanji…” You trailed off, unable to meet his gaze once again.

“Please, let me show you how beautiful you really are to me.” The chef closes the distance between you two, pressing your lips together. And just like that the knots in your stomach’s knots came undone, the explosion within you growing at each second that passed. Sanji pulls away with a smile, then goes back in to continue, swiping his tongue against your bottom lip to gain access to your mouth that seemed starving for the man. Your tongues clashed against each other, his confident movements overtook yours, gaining control of you almost immediately. Was this real life? The man you’d pined for for so long was finally kissing you with so much hunger. “Let’s take this somewhere else,” he says after pulling away.

Before you could protest, the chef took you by your hand, walking you across the ship before taking you to the infirmary, locking the door behind him as he sat you on the bed. His hand brushed through your hair as he looked down at you with a smile, as if admiring you from his height. He places a brisk kiss on your forehead before pushing you down on the bead, his kisses trailing from your cheeks, to your jaw then down your neck. You could only close your eyes, savouring the gentleness of each touch until he got lower and lower, dangerously close to your breast. You felt Sanji’s hands ghosting across your body, trailing up and down your waist until it rests on the hem of your t-shirt, tugging it upwards. Suddenly you felt the realness of the situation, realisation dawning on you that he’d have to see you at your most vulnerable.

“Wait!” You yell a little too loud, causing him to halt his actions. “I’ve never… I’ve never done this before, and—and I’m scared! I’m scared you’ll think I’m ugly.”

Sanji chuckled, hand resting on your hip as his thumb traced circles around it. “Relax, regardless of how you look without clothes on, you'll always be beautiful in my eyes.” The chef tugs the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and off your body. He takes a moment to stare at your shirtless self, admiring the lack of a bra. “Beautiful.” He peppers soft kisses across your chest, eventually latching onto your nipple, suckling on it gently. A small whimper escaped your lips, shocked at the newfound feeling of pleasure coursing through you. His free hand continues to roam, resting on the crotch of your jeans, fingers rubbing against the seams that pressed against your slit. You bit your lip as you rubbed against his fingers, yearning for that extra friction you needed.

The blonde smiles, pulling away from your chest. “I’ll show you what beautiful women like you deserve.” He positions his body to hover over your lower half, undoing the buttons on your jeans then pulling them off your legs. He lets out a small chuckle as he admires the panties you wore, pink and hemmed with white lace. “How cute.” His fingers hooked onto the hem of it, pulling them off like your pants.

You felt so exposed, completely naked in front of the god-like man while he remained fully clothed. “Please—can you get undressed too?” You felt your hands involuntarily cover your crotch in shame.

“Anything for you my love.” He grins, sitting up right to unbutton his shirt, throwing it to the side with your pants. The chef follows by undoing his pants, then tugging on his underwear, revealing his impressive length. You felt a blush growing in your cheeks, finally seeing the man you liked undressed. He looked just as he did in your imaginations-even better maybe, lean and evenly proportioned. Sanji goes back to his position between your legs, pushing your hands off to the side to fully expose yourself to him. “You look even more beautiful down here.” He swipes his tongue down your slit suddenly, allowing a gasp to exit your lips at the sudden contact. He continues licking up and down until he latches onto your clit, sucking gently in case you feel too overwhelmed.

Your hands make their way to his hair, grasping softly as he continues his gentle assault. “More,” you whined, applying more pressure on his head causing him to groan. The vibrations allow your back to arch against the bed. You felt a slender finger prod against your hole, pushing in half way just to test before pushing all the way in, pumping in and out of you slowly. The extra pleasure causes your mind to grow fuzzy as he slips in a second, curling inside and prodding at your g-spot. You couldn't help but let out a moan, grinding against his face to chase the feeling.

Sanji pulls off of you, wiping his face. “Good?” He asks, smiling when you nod in response. You couldn’t help but look at his neglected cock, tinted pink at the tip that dribbled with precum. You lean forward and attempt to return the favour but the chef pushed you back down the bed. “I told you I’m showing you how beautiful you are, allow me to make you feel good.” He picks up your legs to wrap them around his waist as he aligns himself to your hole already dripping with slick and saliva. He gently prods his tip inside, letting you test out the girth before slowly pushing himself in. The stretch pushes a gasp out of you, feeling the difference of two fingers compared to his cock from the sting. “Let me know when you’re ready.” Sanji bottoms out, looking up at you.

You give yourself a few seconds to adjust before you're grinding against him, yearning for some sort of movement. “Now, please.” Your use of the word please brings a pink tint to the blonde’s cheek, his attraction for you grew double at that. He pulls out of you slowly, only to thrust back in with force, feeling the tip barely graze your g-spot as he grinds against your pelvis.

“You feel so—good!” He moans, his thrust growing in speed. You felt your arm go up to your face instinctively, shutting your eyes in embarrassment as you heard each squelch at every thrust. Sanji pulls your arm away from your face before placing a kiss on your cheek, his motions never halting. “You look so beautiful like this.” He places his hand on your cheek, stroking his thumb in circles as he maintains eye contact.

The noises spilling out your mount never relented at each thrust before he grips your waist, adjusting the angle before continuing. This new angle allowed his dick to hit your spot each time he filled you up, intensifying the pressure building in you before it breaks fully, your pussy convulsing against his dick. He rides out your high, the sensitivity switching your pants to loud moans in an instant. “Careful, we wouldn’t want anyone to come and see this now, would we?” His fingers push themselves into your mouth, you wasted no time wrapping your lips around it, sucking gently.

“Fuck-” His body jerks, each thrust growing irregular and erratic before his moans grew louder and longer with each agonising stroke. Sanji shuts his eyes tightly, pulling out of you then pumping himself with his free hand before emptying himself all over your body that glistened with sweat. “Hold on.” The blonde man stands up before searching through the desk drawers, retreating back with tissues to wipe your face off of sweat, then cleaning his doings on your stomach. Once finished, he climbs in beside you, wrapping an arm around your torso, pulling you close as the other hand strokes your hair.

You shut your eyes, enjoying the moment before you feel his lips press against your cheeks. “I hope this clears up my feelings, I have my eyes on no one else but you, my love.”

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“Luffy! This place is nice! It’s lucky you managed to help out someone so useful.” You called out from behind the man, dropping your bag at the edge of one of the beds. The crew has spent a good few weeks at sea looking for the next land to stop at and you’d manage to find a decently big town with a bustling city life, decked out with nice hotels and restaurants that sure caught the crew’s eyes. Luffy decided to help out a random stranger who happened to be the owner of the hotel you were staying at. In return, he let all of you stay at his best room for as long as we’d like, which would be however long it took us to stock up and have our fill.

“It’s pretty sweet isn’t it!” Your boyfriend chuckles, pressing his face against the balcony window pane. You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, walking towards him and opening the door he was leaning against, catching him off guard. “No way! The window opens to the side!” Luffy tags along right behind you, almost bumping into you with each step you took to get to the railing.

The balcony overlooked the bustling town beneath them, each person walking looked like ants from that height. You couldn’t help but admire the street lights among the scene, glowing the city to life, it was reminiscent of your old town. Before you could delve deeply into your thoughts, you felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist harshly, pulling you closer to them. “I got an idea!” Your captain’s voice rang behind you.

You turn around to face him, only to be met with a mischievous look on his face. Your eyebrows furrowed together but before you could ask, the hands on your waist trailed the opposite directions, his left reaching for your breast while his right dipped down lower past your hips, then down your thighs. Your breath hitched as his hand slipped up your skirt, stroking your pussy through your panties. “W-what is your idea?” You asked hesitantly, you held your breath at each second Luffy’s hand made contact with you.

“It’s a secret!” He laughs, his hands grasping rougher that he did previously.

“I think I already know what your idea is.” You fold your hands over your chest, looking at your captain who’s suspicious glance never seemed to lose its flair.

“C’mon,” he says, dragging the end of the word. “It’ll be fun! I promise.” Before you could respond, his fingers slipped past the band of your underwear, rubbing your clit in circles causing you to let out an unintentional moan. Luffy presses his groin against your ass, grinding against it, letting out breathy moans of his own.

“L-Luffy!” You cried out. “Here? But were out-”

“So? This makes it more exciting, don’t you think?” His mouth ghosts around your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine before he licks a teasing strip on your ear. Throughout all this, his hands never failed to continue its rampage on your body. The one on your breast slipped under your bra, fingers pinching your nipples between them, egging you on further to release more noises that Luffy desired so much. “What do you say?”

His fingers slid down further, pressing into you. You gasped as he pushed further and further until his knuckles pressed against your lips. Slowly, he pulls his finger out, only to drive it back in with full force, knocking the wind out of you. He continues the agonising pace, as he starts the gentle assault on your neck, trailing kisses from below your ear till across your exposed collarbone. You whined, grinding against his fingers in a pleading manner. “Luffy please—just fuck me already!”

Without any hesitation, his fingers pulled off of you and tugged your panties down, pooling them around your ankles and leaving you no room to kick them off as he pushed you against the glass railing. “Alright, get ready.” Luffy chuckles, lifting up your skirt and grinding his now bare groin between your thighs. You felt his hands adjusting his length to find your entrance. He prods the tip against your hole, teasing as he continues thrusting with just the tip.

The captain halts his teasing the moment you let out another elongated whine, pressing yourself deeper against his staff. Your persistence convinced him to push further, until his pelvis pressed against your cheeks, pushing out another exasperated moan from you. Luffy’s hips began to move, each thrust paired with a grunt.

Your eyes flicker across the street at the similar looking hotel, the balcony right across from yours stood a woman watering her plants, paying no mind to the indecency the two of you displayed. “Luffy! There’s a person!” You whisper-yelled. The raven haired man paid no attention to your panic, never halting his thrust, in fact it only grew stronger, sending your eyes rolling back to your skull. You called out his name as he pushed your torso down against the railing, forcing you to arch when his hands gripped your hips firmly.

Each pump in you slowly starts to form a growing tight sensation in your abdomen, before your moans turn into cries that could possibly be heard from below on the streets. All it took was two more thrusts Luffy did before your back was sent arching fully, toes curling as your orgasm rippled through your body. You felt the gush run down your legs as they began to tremble and give out from beneath you.

“Ah—Y/N, can I cum in your mouth?” Luffy asks between groans, pulling out of you while continuing with his pursuit in pleasure by stroking himself. You wasted no time in responding with words as you got down on your knees, replacing his hand with yours as he screwed his eyes shut. Your tongue repeatedly made small licks on his tip, toying with him. You could tell he wasn't in the mood to be teased as his hands brushed through your hair, gripping tightly before pushing himself whole inside your mouth and down your throat, causing you to gag against his dick. Luffy ignores your struggle, only worried about chasing his orgasm which didn’t take long as he thrusted repeatedly into the back of your throat. Tears streamed out of your eyes from the pressure before Luffy’s thrust halt, followed with a strained groan before you felt the hot liquid squirting down your throat.

The two of you sit on the balcony ground, panting as you crawl to each other before Luffy wraps an arm around you, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. “Wasn't that fun?” He asked, chuckling to himself.

“Yeah it was,” you hummed in response. “That’s very unlike you to do though, who gave you that idea?”

“Oh! Nami did, she said once we got to the hotel they’d leave for the whole day to give us some time alone.” Aha, no wonder why they all scattered so fast to leave this place, knowing them, they would’ve indulged in the luxury of it all. You couldn’t help but smile, appreciating the small gesture your crew had done.

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You’re not sure how it ended up like this but it has. The two biggest cowards of the Straw Hats were stuck on watching the ship while it was anchored by an uncharted island. The rest of the crew decided to split off and explore and as always, Usopp was struck with the can’t-get-on-the-island disease which was highly contagious as you’ve been infected too. Because of this, Nami selected the two of you to watch the ship.

“I don’t understand why I couldn’t be left with Zoro or something!” You whined, slumping into the dining room chair. With the time spent watching the ship, you decided to clean up the kitchen while the others were out. You figured Sanji could use an extra pair of hands while he was gone.

“You want to be left with Zoro? How do you think I feel?!” Usopp shot back, taking place in the seat next to you as he folded his arms over his chest. You couldn’t help but notice the way his biceps flexed at the slight movement of his arms. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, something about the way Usopp was built made your stomach do flips. Before the two year hiatus your crew took, Usopp was a scrawny coward that would rather hide behind a woman. Now, he was strong, fit and well, still cowardly but that’s all part of his charm.

“Usopp why couldn’t you be brave and strong, I bet if Luffy were here he could protect me.” You scoffed, turning your body to face him who was giving you an equal stink face.

“Yeah sure, if you like Luffy so much why don’t you just marry him.” You scowl at Usopp’s poor attempt at bickering.

“And maybe I will, I always thought he was kinda cute.”

“Ew gross! That’s Luffy we’re talking about, you know!”

Before you could respond, a loud bang was heard from outside on the deck. Your head turned to face Usopp who, like you, wore the same look of terror that decorated your face. The two of you shared this glance and the silence that came with it, until another bang erupts. Horrified shrieks escaped both your lips, your arms wrapping around his body, pulling him close. Usopp’s arms followed suit, wrapping around your body as his face pressed against yours, a light tear shedding from his eye.
“What was that?!” You cried out, shaking Usopp who seemed to go limp from fear. “Usopp don’t go limp on me now, I need you to save me!” That seemed to wake him. His head snaps up, eyes glaring at you from the side.

“Now, why would I save you after you were dissing me like that?” Another bang from outside shakes the both of you up, his grip on you growing tighter. Hold on. Usopp’s hand begins to grasp at your body in a seemingly curious manner. The more he grabs the more you realise exactly what he was touching. “Usopp, what do you think you’re touching?”

His hand comes to a halt as his own realisation hits him. “I—Ah! S-sorry! I—I had no idea what I was touching!” He shrieked, backing away in an instant, the grip on your breast disappearing. A rosy tint immediately spreads across his cheeks, a tent forming in his pants from what you could see.

“What a sight to see.” You couldn’t help but let go, allowing the smile creeping up your cheeks to fully form. “Aren’t you excited?”

You could see the terror in Usopp’s face as you continued tormenting him with your words, jaw dropping further.

“T-this really was just an accident—the touching you stuff was, really!”

“It’s alright, really.” You smirked, shifting your body to move to his leaned back form. “Maybe something good could come with us being left alone.” You let your hands reach out, tracing his biceps along his upper arms, earning a gulp from the man. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I can’t see, this isn’t the first time your body’s reacted to me like that, is it now?”

Usopp shuts his eyes tightly, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as your hands continue to roam his torso, each touch of his skin ignites a hitch of his breath. It's almost as if your fingertips caused him pain, only it didn’t, the twitch on his trousers said otherwise. Your fingers latched onto the strap of his overalls, tugging one side down to expose his bare collarbones, truly a sight to see. In one stride, you lean down, ghosting your lips on his shoulder blades, allowing your breaths to earn goosebumps on his tan skin.

“What—what are you doing?” Usopp asks weakly, his body tensing as you press your lips against his shoulder, trailing up his collarbone and onto his neck, suckling on his untouched skin.

“Just fooling around.” Usopp lets out a groan as you bite down, a subtle way of marking his skin. Your hand reaches down to his abdomen with a palm open, dragging it down until it brushes against his groin. “You talk big for someone with so little to say at the moment.” You slip his other strap down, tugging his pants in the process. To your surprise, Usopp lifts his hips to help you manoeuvre them off his body, exposing his hardened cock that leaked prematurely of precum. The size was certainly nothing to laugh at, it was a great surprise. “Eager, huh?” He looks away from you, eyes screwed shut as if his shame could be hidden by shut eyes.

“Tell me, have you ever been touched like this before?” Your hand wraps gently around him, twitching immediately at your touch. Usopp shook his head wildly, his abdomen tense and twitchy at each small stroke you made. You pick up the pace, prodding at Usopp’s willpower to control himself, only to then retreat to an agonising pace, leaving him whining in his seat and writhing under your touch. “Would you like me to continue touching you like this?”

He nodded his head in response, bucking his hips up to your hand in order to chase a little bit more friction than what you’ve given him. “Use your voice, I don’t know what you want unless you tell me.”

Usopp lets out a moan as you thumbed his tip, touching his most sensitive areas that showed the most reaction. “Y/N, please touch me,” he pants, leaning his head into the nook of your neck. You smile at his response, continuing your pace and earning more of the desperate noises he made that you loved so much. Eventually, he lets out a whine, picking his head up from your neck and looking up at you. “Can you—can you kiss me please?”

His boldness took you aback, halting your strokes before you gave him another smile, this time more immodest and bold. “If you beg like that I have no choice but to oblige.” Your hand rests on the bottom of his chin, tilting it outwards to face you. You couldn’t help but admire the current state he was in, his bottom lip trembling between his teeth with anticipation, muscles tensing at each stuttered breath while his orange overalls pooled around his ankles, discarded in the moment of passion. You quickly leaned in, pressing your lip against his. You could feel the way he gave in so easily, melting against your lips in an instant. Usopp’s lips parted, allowing your tongue to slip in and roam his cavern. The man beneath you lets out soft whimpers, echoing against your mouth with each slip of your tongue against his.

Your hand continues its rampage against his body, with each stroke earning more groans from him. You felt your own arousal building within you, your slick pooling in your panties. The stroking halts as you slide your panties down your legs, kicking them to the floor with disregard. Usopp is taken aback when you break the kiss, straddling him with your arms locked at the back of his neck. You lift up your skirt, baring yourself to the man you were on. Slowly, you inched closer and closer until your slit pressed against his leaking cock. This earned a moan from Usopp once you started moving your hips, grinding against him, spreading your slick on him. You continue where you left off, taking control of his lips once again, this time with more passion and desperation on both sides.

Usopp begins to reciprocate your movement, his own hips catching your momentum, intensifying your pleasure. This continued until his pace grew rampant, grinding against you with roughness until he pulled away, gasping for air. “I—I almost came.”
A wave of laughter overcame you, kicking your legs frantically at his oddly adorable confession and in that moment a wicked idea popped into your head. Without hesitation, you pulled him back towards you, imitating the same rough grinding he did on you. With each movement you did, a moan left your lips. And with little resistance you felt Usopp let go, hot liquid spurting out and onto his stomach with a long whine. When your movements refuse to halt, Usopp begins to writhe. “Stop it—it hurts!” He cried out, doing his ‘best’ to fight against you.

“Don’t get all worn out on me, I haven’t had my fun with you yet.” Your hands worked its way to stroke his cock back to life in a matter of seconds. With that, you lift yourself up to hover above him, aligning his cock with your spare head. With a deep breath you sink down, bottoming out almost immediately with little resistance from your walls. Usopp lets out a moan, wrapping his arms around you with a tight grip, locking you firmly in position.

“Wait, give me a second,” he whimpered, resting his forehead against your shoulder to align his breathing.

“Since when do you get to decide what you get?” You scoff, lifting yourself up. “You talk so big about being brave and strong but when it comes to this, you’re nothing but a whimpering mess, aren’t you?” You drive your hips back down with full force, knocking the wind out of yourself as his full length slams against your cervix. This pace continues, leaving Usopp slumped against you, panting at each lift of your hip and each slam down.

Time begins to warp, it seemed like the fun just started but it had been thirty long minutes of unrelenting teasing and torture from you. A few pauses were made to prolong the experience and avoid finishing early. By now, Usopp’s hips began to fight against your base, thrusting up at his own accord. “Did I say you could do that Usopp?”

The way his name rolled off your tongue with ease causes his hips to halt, groaning as you tense your walls around him. “Since you listened so eagerly, I’ll let you cum now.” You smirked, continuing the same aggressive pace you had. “You get to choose where you want since you’ve been so good for me.” You brush your fingers through his hair, tugging at it gently for an answer.

Usopp mumbles against your skin, barely audible.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“I want to—cum in you,” he pants, hips grinding ever so gently against yours.
You smile, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Go ahead, you have my permission.” almost instantly, Usopp caves in. You feel a surge of hot liquid filling you to the brim, earning a moan from your mouth. Your fingers reach down, circling your clit rapidly to chase his finishing orgasm. A plethora of whines came out for the man as your core convulses, your liquids gushing out and mixing with his own.

For a moment, the two of you stayed that way, trying to catch your own breaths while still connected. Usopp was the first to break the silence, looking up at you with wide eyes. “That was amazing.” You grin, kissing him on the lips in response.
“I’ll get us some tissues and clean us both up.” And just like that, the attraction the two of you had for each other fizzled into something more. This was the first and certainly not the last that the two of you would come together like this, and you could only thank Nami for choosing you two to watch the ship.

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Seducing Law seemed like a task that was easier said than done. You’ve spoken to both Robin and Nami about your undying attraction to the man as both your crews spent more time together and they had no problem with letting you know that you should make a move. Robin offered to add you into conversation with Law since they frequently spent time together while Nami offered to lend you some of her more revealing outfits. You accepted Nami’s offer and began wearing her most scandalous tank tops that were very much unlike your style. In fact, it was so unlike you that your own crewmates boggled at your drastic change.
“Woah Y/N, this is new, not that I’m complaining or anything!” Sanji swooned as he paused his cooking, nose dripping with blood.
“Looking good!” Franky called out as you walked past.
Luffy on the other hand, stopped you on your way to your seat on the dining table, tilting his head to the side. “Where’d the rest of your shirt go?” He said, which earned a punch from Nami on the back of his head.
The man who’s reaction you were looking for remained stoic, arms crossed over his chest while his head tilted downwards. You decided to beeline to the kitchen counter, picking up the pitcher and filling up everyone’s cups. You saved Law’s cup last, making sure to bend over, keeping your breasts at eye level with him. He turns to face you, briefly freezing at the sight before nodding his head as a thank you, resuming his viewing of his plate. You curse at yourself before sitting next to him. Another failed attempt, how much longer could you keep going with the seduction plan?
After the dinner, the three of you girls decided to take your places in the library, all holding books but none were open aside from Robin’s. “Did you see the way he reacted? He barely did anything at all! I’m starting to think this will never work out.” You groaned, resting your forehead on the table.
“That’s not true at all! You know Law’s hard to get through, you just gotta be patient with him,” you felt Nami’s gentle hand stroke your hair, a small way of cheering you up.
You hear the snap of a book as Robin shifts around. “I might know a way that would get through to him.” With that, your ears immediately perk up, lifting your head to face Robin who wore a slight smirk on her face.
The raven haired woman gave you and Nami a brief rundown of her plan. A really good plan considering she just thought it up on the spot. Nami and you shared glances at each other with a grin. The two of you knew this would be your last chance to make anything happen, once this was failed, there was nothing else to resort to.
“That’s amazing Robin! How’d you even come up with this?” Nami laughs.
“Just a hunch,” she said, smiling at the two of you.
In that moment, your conversation was interrupted by the door opening, a familiar pair of spotted pants walked into the room, the man wearing it carrying his sword close by. “Sorry to intrue, I’m just getting something.” He shuffled towards one of the shelves, scanning the contents of it.
You felt two legs kicking at you from under the table as Nami and Robin gave you ‘do something’ look, jerking their heads towards the man who’s back faced you.
“Law,” you cleared your throat, as the swordsman turned to face you, book in hand. “Could I talk to you about something? I think Chopper might be asleep and you’re the only other doctor on this ship.”
“No, Choppers outside with Usopp,” he replies, deadpanned.
Okay, that was harsh. “U-uh, well,” you stutter, fumbling over your thoughts to form a sentence one measly sentence. “I-It’s just that—I don’t think I can go to Chopper about it.”
With that, his eyes narrowed, scanning your face that donned a pink glean to it. Eventually he was convinced, nodding his head and beckoning you with his two fingers to follow you out the library and into the infirmary. Law opens the door, holding it out for you to walk through then shutting it behind him, making sure to turn the lock. You awkwardly shuffle towards the bed, taking a seat at the edge of it.
“What was it that you needed to talk about?” The gruff man places Kikoku by the door, leaning it against the wall before turning to face you, arms crossed over your chest.
“Well um.” There you go again, freezing up. Your fingers toyed with the hem of your skirt as you summoned the courage to speak up. “I’ve been feeling some pain in my breast.” You manage to mumble out.
Though subtly, you could hear the man’s breath pause at your sentence, before clearing his throat. “Why is this something you couldn’t speak to Chopper about?” He coughed.
“Well, I figured he might have a harder time finding the problem if he’s got hooves only.” What a weak excuse, you thought to yourself.
His eyes narrowed once again before briefly scanning your chest that was covered by the same skimpy fabric from earlier on in the day. “Alright, take off your shirt.”
“What?” You cried out, grasping your breasts dramatically.
“Well what did you expect? I can’t check for a problem with your clothes on, can I?”
“True,” you sighed, tugging at the edge of your shirt and pulling it over your head. You were left with your bra on, a hint of embarrassment noticeable on your cheeks.
“Your bra has to go too.” His tone never fluctuated, keeping the same monotonous flow he always had.
You let out a groan before shutting your eyes, a way of fighting back the embarrassment you felt that was worsening by the second. Your hands made its way to your back, unclasping your bra before letting it fall onto your lap, pushing it off and onto the bed. The loud footsteps echoed across the room and grew louder by the second, signalling that Law was coming closer to you until it stopped right by your feet. You could feel his gaze boring through your skin, making you feel more and more anxious.
“Let me know if this hurts.” His voice was smooth, bringing comfort to your nervousness. Before you could process, you felt a cold hand grasp your bare breast, causing you to gasp at the sudden touch. His fingers moulded around the mounds, massaging the flesh in search of whatever that could be the cause of your ailment. The way Law’s fingers delicately held your breast made you shiver, goosebumps covering your arms. His hands roam before a finger graze against your nipple, pinching it suddenly and earning a moan you embarrassingly let slip out, slapping your mouth afterwards.
“What are you up to?” He whispers in your ear, causing you to open your eyes and jerk away. When did he get so close to you? And why was he still touching you?
“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you muttered, turning your head to face away the man who now stood over you, his fingers still twisting and tugging at your nipple. His eyes remained hooded as he looked down at you, an indiscernible expression plaguing his face.
“Don’t play dumb with me.” A second set of hands go up, tugging at your other breast, allowing a strained moan to escape your lips. “I see what you’re doing, do you think I’m stupid?” He lets go of one nipple, returning back to the soft fondling he did previously. “You think a measly tank top is what it takes to seduce me?” Law props his knee on the bed, allowing him to bend over closer to you, pressing small kisses at your neck. “It's not the tank top, it's the brazenness of bringing my profession into it.” He sinks his teeth down, suckling on the nape of your neck as you let out a hiss.
“Law,” you moaned, rubbing your thighs together as you felt the heat between your legs grow more and more and each touch of his body against yours. His hands begin to roam with more confidence, curving out every dip of your side and down to your thighs, stopping where your skirt ended. His hands stayed firmly there before you began to groan, taking his hands and slipping it up your skirt impatiently. He stops his kisses on your neck to let out a soft chuckle.
Law pulls away from you, sitting upright before his hands snaked around your neck, pushing you down, your back colliding with the soft mattress of the infirmary bed. He takes a moment to let his eyes wander throughout your body, before tugging your skirt down with one swift pull, exposing your soaked core through your panties. You let out a soft whine when his finger begins slipping up and down your slit, stimulating your clit through the thin material. Law leans down to hover above your face while looking into your widened eyes before closing the distance and allowing your lips to meet for the first time. You moan into the kiss when he applies more pressure to your clit, sending shockwaves through your body. Law takes this time to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring you fervently, leaving little space left untouched.
The two of you continued like that for a while, enjoying the new affection you shared together before he pulled away, a long string of spit allowing your lips to remain attached. Law shuffles off his jacket, allowing it to fall on the floor as he adjusted himself in his jeans. His fingers pinch the zipper on his jeans, undoing them slowly. His gaze remained on you, watching your face which held nothing but pure lust for the man. Your mouth remained agape as his pants came undone, allowing Law to tug off his jeans, following his jacket, leaving him in his underwear, a prominent bulge dawning a wet spot.
“Come on, don’t keep me waiting now.” You let out a soft chuckle, nudging it gently with your foot, earning a scowling look from the man whose face blushed pink. You continued caressing it with your foot in a teasing manner before he slaps it away.
“Quit it,” he grumbles, reaching down to the hem of his boxers before pulling them down, revealing his leaking staff. You’d be lying if you said the sight before you wasn’t worrying, however the feeling of the rush of it all was more important than what state you’d be in the next day. Law wasted no time adjusting himself to fit between your legs, shaft prodding at your leaking entrance, teasing lightly by pushing only his tip. This left you squirming beneath him as incessant whines left your mouth. “Impatient, are we?” He brings up a hand to your cheek, holding it there as he pushes in finally. You felt the harsh stretch, showing the contrast of his fingers compared to his length.
Law wastes no time increasing his speed, his hand now pressing your opposite cheek on the mattress as he manoeuvred your body with little struggle. His hips moved with momentum, crashing into yours with firm thrusts. The sudden rough pace from Law managed to knock the air out of you, leaving you with your eyes screwed shut and mouth hanging open with nothing coming out. Your hands reach down to grasp at the sheets beneath you, your knuckles quickly turning white at the intensity of your grip.
His movement begins to dull down. “Turn around,” he ordered, his own hands gripping your waist to flip you himself before giving you the chance to move at your own accord. This position left you face down on the infirmary sheets as Law pulled your hips up to meet your pussy back to him, continuing his rampage on your hole. This new angle allowed him to reach deep within you, finding your g-spot almost in an instant. He slams a groan out of you, before you are left moaning uncontrollably. In your mind, it didn’t matter who could hear you anymore, it was just you and Law in that moment.
“Law!” You cried out, fisting the sheets for some kind of leverage. His fingers dug into your hips before you took a hold of one, moving his grip from your body to your hair. Law wasted no time following your guide, balling up his fist around your hair, pulling your head back to meet his gaze.
“Good girl,” he smiles. You felt your stomach flip at those words, tension building within you. Your pussy began contracting around Law in reaction to his words, earning a groan from him. “Did you like that? I felt you tighten around me.” A moan escapes your lips as his pace picks up, harder than before and much faster. Law’s free hand reaches out to settle between your legs, two fingers settling on your clit before rubbing it in a circle. This new touch ignites something within you. With each circular motion he does, the coil deep in the pit of your abdomen, tightening more and more.
“Cum for me, Y/N,” he whispers in your ear as he pulls your head back once more to look at your face. Just like that, the coil snaps. Immediately your body begins to jerk at his thrusts, legs trembling as you begin to cry out his name like a mantra. Your liquids began gushing against his dick, running down your legs. Law showed no signs of slowing down, continuing his rampage on your pussy in order to chase his own orgasm. As he did this, your walls continued to convulse from sensitivity and your moans never ceased. You could feel Law’s thrust begin to waver, his own breathing became more laboured. He lets go of your hair, instead he resorts to pushing your head back down, cheek flushed against the mattress. “Fuck—m’not gonna last any longer,” he groans. From the corner of your eye, you could see the way his eyes screwed shut, teeth gritting from the intensity.
“Cum in me, Law!” You moan, wiggling your hips to gain his attention. His hands move from your face to your hips, gripping tightly as he begins to thrust at an animalistic speed, letting out desperate moans of his own. It surprised you to see such a stoic man lose all self control, all because of you. At your words, his hips began to stutter and halt as his lips spilled a long, drawn out moan. You felt his hot liquids emptying out in you, filling you up until it began to leak past his dick, dribbling down onto the infirmary sheets.
Law pulls away from you, waddling over to the shelf that contained wipes before cleaning himself off and disposing of it. He then made his way to the bed, sitting himself by your feet as he began to wipe you clean. “That’s a clever plan Robin came up with,” he says, breaking the silence.
You stilled at his words for a moment. “What?” You managed to sputter out, turning to face the smirking man.
“I told you, I’m not stupid you know.” He spreads your legs in an attempt to clean you better. “I was listening the whole time.”
“Why the hell would you do that?” You attempted to appear firm, but the blush on your cheeks was evidence enough of your embarrassment.
“You know, if you wanted me all you had to do was ask.”

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It was crazy, really. Ending up in this situation was not in your bucket list this week. It’s been no secret to the crew that you’ve always had your eye on the green haired swordsman ever since you befriended the Straw Hats, it never really crossed your mind to hide your feelings about him since you never expected anything to happen in the first place. But what you didn’t expect was finding yourself falling for the blonde chef. Since you were a woman, Sanji swooned over you the moment you set foot on the ship and nothing’s changed since. Which is why you were extra confused when you noticed your heart beating a little louder than usual whenever Sanji was around, or whenever he’d offer you sweets he baked specially for the ladies. These instances continued on as your feelings for Zoro grew stronger especially when you spent more time with him doing mundane activities like working out in the crow’s nest.

Yet here you were on the Sunny’s island counter, having had too much to drink in one night, head slipping off your palm that attempted to carry it with. Sanji stood behind the kitchen counter, back facing you as he cleaned up the last remaining dishes. The two of you spent the evening conversing with one another as he did his duty in the kitchen and feeding you more and more wine you continued to ask for. At this point you couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or the man that made you unable to think straight. When did it get so bad that any sentence was enough to make you swoon?

“Another glass, my sweet?” Sanji spins, holding out the bottle towards your cup. You give him a nod and a smile, as he pours more in your cup.

“Thanks Sanji, you’re a dear.” You made sure to allow your gaze to remain on him, observing his little quirks he did subconsciously like the way his teeth nibbled on his cigarette as he resumed his dishwashing duties. His smooth hands held the sponge gently as he continued scrubbing against the dirty plates. Sanji certainly took great care of his hands, he was a chef after all, he couldn’t afford to risk damaging his prized possessions. You couldn’t help but let your thoughts run off topic at the image of that same blonde chef wrapping his hands around your-

“Hey cook, can I get some sake?” A gruff voice calls out from behind you, startling you. You spin around to see a certain green haired man taking a seat beside you, glancing your direction. “Looks like you’ve had enough.” Zoro swoops in, grabbing your drink and chugging it down in one go.

Sanji scoffs, throwing him the bottle which he caught swiftly. “Pour it yourself, mosshead.”

“Heyy, that was mine!” You whined, attempting to reach out to Zoro who held you back easily, his face wearing a coy smirk. In your mind, Zoro looked the most attractive whenever he teased you, or made fun of you even, it was all the same in your mind. The way it played in your imagination was all the same, the green-haired swordsman loved to tease and you could only imagine he would be the same in the bedroom.

“Here my love, some water,” Sanji places the cup in front of you with a grin, hand lingering on the cold glass. “I apologise for not noticing your capacity, I should’ve known you had too much.”

“It’s alright, really.” You reach out, wrapping your hands around his, startling the chef. “I’ll forgive you, for a kiss?” You poke your cheek at him.

This sends the man blushing, blood threatening to leak from his nose. “W-what?” He sputters. His hand began to run clammy beneath yours as his face turned red, looking as if it was about to burst.

“You heard me, now pay up!” You laugh, tilting your head more and more towards him. Sanji’s head began to tilt low, leaning into yours slowly as you anticipate the skin contact. You smile as you feel his lips hover barely above your cheek, ghosting over your skin.

“What the hell are you two doing?” Zoro snaps, pushing Sanji’s head away from yours, earning a groan from the blonde man. “Cut it out, that’s weird.” The green haired man growled, shooting the chef a scowl then looked back at you, eyes slightly squinting as if he was looking for something within you.

“Aww come on Zoro, don’t be like that,” you grinned, scooting closer to him then throwing an arm around his shoulder, pressing your cheek against his. “You can give me a kiss too if you’d like.” Your eyes lingered on the man beside you, gauging his reaction. And when his face glowed red and his eyes grew wide, you knew you’d gotten what you wanted. Beads of sweat began to form around his forehead as each second passed with no response from your seat partner. A loud gulp erupts from Zoro who’s eyes were trained on the cup sitting in front of them.

“What is this reaction,” Sanji’s gazes suspiciously at Zoro, eyes glancing back and forth between you and the swordsman, cigarette smoke seeping from his lips. “You haven’t drank that much, so why are you so red? You don’t like her, do you?” His face comes inches away from your’s and Zoro’s, his smoke brushing past your nostrils, overwhelming your senses. As bad as it was, Sanji looked awfully attractive when he smoked, no matter how bad it was he always managed to catch your eye while he did.

“What the hell are you saying, cook?” Zoro growled, downing his cup of sake before hurriedly pouring himself another cup. You noticed how his eye glanced in your direction, lingering in yours in a longing way like he hadn’t forgotten your request from a few seconds ago. “And if I did, it doesn’t have anything to do with you.” He spoke in a matter-of-factly tone, trying to disguise his flustered state from only moments ago.

This seemed to tick the chef as his face inched closer to Zoro, foreheads pressed together with force as his teeth clenched down on his forgotten cigarette. “You wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like her.” He scoffed, pulling away as he stroked a hand through your hair. “Y/N’s a lady meant to be treated like a queen, a brute like you would only hurt her.”

“What if I wanted to be hurt?” You broke your silence, cheeks burning with a slight tinge of humiliation. You weren’t sure if Zoro was interested in you but you weren’t going to let go of the chance being given to you now because Sanji decided to play white knight. Zoro’s eyes grew wide in shock, unable to sink in what you’d just said until your hands grabbed his, placing it gently on your cheek. His dark eyes gazed intently at yours, they remained unreadable, cold and sharp. That was until he broke the gap, pulling your faces close and pressing your lips together. It was your turn for your eyes to widen in shock, your gaze shifts to Sanji who’s mouth couldn’t have dropped any lower. You close your eyes, embracing the warmth of Zoro’s tongue that traced your lower lip, causing you to open them, letting his tongue slip in to explore your cavern. His tongue was restless, wasting no time in feeling every inch of your mouth. Your hands began roaming him, feeling the outline of his chest all the way up to his back, running your fingers up and down each muscle that spanned his torso.

“What am I witnessing?” A faint voice breaks the two of you up, turning your focus on the bewildered chef who watched the scene unfold while sporting a not so subtle boner peeking through his slacks.

“Are you gonna join us or what, cook?” Zoro scoffs as he lifts you up with no resistance, placing you on the kitchen counter. Your eyes glimpse over at Sanji who began making his move towards you, his arms outstretched to reach out for you. You shiver at his gentle hand pressed against your back while his other hand tucked your hair behind your ear.

“Is this alright, my sweet?” His voice sent another shiver down your spine, its softness tingling your spine. You couldn’t help but simply nod, Sanji’s chivalry worked well with Zoro’s brashness like a charm. The blonde rests his hand against your cheek as he leaned in, thumb rubbing it gently as he presses his lips against yours. He allowed you time to settle before sliding his tongue against your lips, gaining entrance almost immediately. Sanji’s guidance remained delicate, feeling you with patience, as though you were a present. You felt another set of hands on you, gripping your thigh as the other roamed your lower half, rubbing your inner thigh. Subconsciously, you clamp them shut at the sensitivity.

“What happened to all of that talk earlier?” You could almost hear Zoro’s grin with your eyes closed. His hands grip both your knees before pulling them apart harshly, opening you up with ease. Zoro made quick work of the zipper on your shorts, tugging them down harshly along with your panties in one go. You let out a small squeal as you feel Zoro’s fingers slip between your slit, sliding it up and down while feeling your slick gather up. A full moan exits your lips once he slips his finger in fully, knuckles pressing against your lips. The blonde male pulls away from you, eyes completely fixated on the finger that began pumping in and out of you, creating lewd noises that would have embarrassed you had it not given you the amount of pleasure it was giving you.

Sanji gasps out your name. "You look—amazing.” A shaky breath escapes his mouth as he looks at you through completely hooded eyes. “I—fuck! I can’t stand it anymore, I’m sorry my love.” He takes your hand and leads it to the front of his pants, pressing it to his crotch with a groan. You take initiative to press down, fingers working hard through the fabric to stroke him through it, earning more pleasure driven groans. Zoro leans in and presses his lips against your neck, nibbling lightly at your supple flesh and leaving pink markings. His pumps intensify as he adds a second finger, speed picking up as he bites down harder, causing you to gasp. It wasn’t enough though, in fact the swordsman noticed your desire as you grinded against his hand, yearning for more.

His hands retract out, earning a whine from you before noticing his further actions to pop off the buttons of his pants, unzipping them then tugging it down, revealing his lack of underwear. Zoro pushes your body down, back pressed against the cold surface as your shoulders and head hang off the counter, leaving you face to face with Sanji’s crotch. “I’ll take care of her down here,” his voice was raspy as his hand reached out to tug your shirt up, revealing your breasts. “You take care of her over there, cook.”

That’s all it took for Sanji to break down, Zoro commanding him and he was left groaning, hurriedly attempting to pull out his cock from under his slacks. When he does he almost smacks you in the face before his guiding hand strokes your face, his thumb tracing your lips to separate them. “Open up, my love.” And with that, you did. You wasted no time wrapping your lips around his tip, your tongue flicking against his head that had Sanji shutting his eyes, lips quivering between his teeth. You opened up your lips, allowing more of him to slip inside your cavern until you felt him hit the back of your throat. This was your sign to loosen up your throat, pushing the rest of the man in by pressing him deeper, your nose nestled under his balls. “Fuck—you feel so good,” he groaned, both hands now grasping your cheeks as he slowly began his pace in and out your mouth.

Before you could process the ship’s chef that was now fucking your throat, you felt something else prod at your entrance, sliding up and down your slit. “You got wet from us two, I wonder how long you’ve been waiting for this.” Zoro growled before pushing himself in, bottoming out almost instantly and giving you no time to adjust. The foreign feeling causes you to moan against Sanji’s dick, the vibrations shooting tingles down his spine. Almost immediately, he began his thrust, shallow at first to ease in; however , he began picking up his pace, grabbing your legs from behind your knee and pushing it up against your chest, bending you to your limit. You attempted to moan out his name but only managed a muffled groan with your mouth full. “You feel-so-tight!” His sentences were cut with each thrust, the new angle hitting your sweet spot deep inside you, the girth of his cock stretching you wide.

Sanji’s thrusts in your mouth began to grow weary, his knees buckling beneath him as he let out soft whines, eyes now looking at your now desecrated body with desperation. “I can't hold out any longer, Y/N.” His hands grip your face with more pressure, his thrusts picking up speed and his cries grow louder. You could feel Zoro’s rampage on you intensifying as he noticed Sanji’s desperation, the pressure in your stomach grew stronger at the feeling of two men having their way with your body. Sanji’s thrust halted as he let out a loud, elongated moan, you could feel his hot liquid spurting down your throat. He pulls off, a long string of spit connecting the two of you still as you coughed out.

“You lasted longer than I thought you would,” Zoro smirks, his rhythm never changing.

“Oh shut up!” Sanji yelled, his hand still connected to your cheek, stroking it gently. “Allow me to help you, my love.” He looks at you with a smile before leaning in, latching his lips onto your nipples and sucking gently. You cry out as his spare hand reaches out, pressing against your clit. He began to circle it, intensifying your pleasure against Zoro’s cock.

Zoro reaches over to shove his fingers in your mouth. You wrap your lips around them with no hesitation to suck on them, earning a groan from the swordsman. “You’re squeezing me so—fuck—tight!” He grunts, his pace picking up in speed. “Keep your voice down unless you want the whole crew to see you like this.”

Sanji’s fingers kept up the pace with Zoro’s thrust and you could no longer hold back. The coil in your abdomen snaps with a loud cry from you as your juices gush against Zoro’s cock. Your body began to spasm beneath the two men who watched in awe at your breakdown but Zoro’s relentless thrusts only intensified your overstimulation. He pulls his fingers out to grab at your cheeks, grunting louder and louder before pulling out, stroking himself to completion, releasing his load all over your abdomen. Zoro swipes a finger across your stomach then proceeds to push past your lips, urging you to lap it up which you eagerly did.

“We’ve made a mess, haven’t we?” Sanji breaks the silence, hand still eagerly fondling your breasts. You hummed in response, fidgeting with Zoro’s hand that he retracted from your mouth, pressing it against your cheek for some sort of comfort. The chef stands up straight to walk towards the kitchen drawers, rummaging through till he found a rag and began wiping you down. “I apologise if we were too rough on you, my lady,” Sanji sighed, picking up your hand and planting a kiss on the back of it.

You assured the two men it was fine, earning a few more kisses from the chef as he began dressing you himself. The swordsman returned to his abandoned, lukewarm drink. “I hope this means you’ll be coming to the ship more often?” Zoro chuckles, taking a sip of his drink.

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“Luffy asked you that too?!” You cried out, hands covering your face in a mixture of embarrassment and shock.

“Yes, quite shocking really,” Robin chuckled, flipping a page of her book. “I never thought our captain would explore beyond his childish curiosity but here we are.” Your forehead makes contact with the hardwood desk below the two of you as you sighed, shoulders sinking low. In fact, you too couldn’t believe your boyfriend’s brazen actions these past few days as multiple crew members have come up to inform you of your boyfriend’s incessant inappropriate questioning of certain topics.

“Hey Nami!” Luffy calls out from across the deck, sprinting towards the red haired woman as his hands flailed around. “I have a question to ask you!”

“What is it now Luffy,” she responded annoyedly, never taking her eyes off of her watering can that took care of her precious tangerine trees. The raven haired boy stops dead in his track right behind her, panting in the process.

“How do you eat out a girl?” The precious watering can falls from her fingertips as her jaw drops, eyes widening in shock and almost fear.

“WHAT?!” Was all she managed to muster the courage to yell before she came sprinting to you, tattling on your captain’s simple question.

You shook your head at the memory, cheeks heating up at having to relive the embarrassing moment Nami had made you aware of. This wasn’t the only time Luffy has caused a ruckus as he never gave up asking around his crew members including Jinbe who couldn’t bring himself to look him in the eye as he explained why he couldn’t just ask random people that, however he ignored his pleas and got around to asking Sanji who finally spoke to him of the intricacies of female anatomy.

It wasn’t like you were opposed to the idea, in fact you were very interested in it. It was more so that the thought of Luffy being interested in anything like that was so outlandish that you had resorted to accepting nothing of that sort would ever happen between you two. You took matters into your own hands most nights, touching yourself to the fantasies of what you and your boyfriend would do if Luffy was sexually active. “I didn’t think Luffy would ever come around to it.” You admitted holding your face in your hands as you shook your head.

“It’s only natural for him I suppose.” Robin picks up her sunglasses from off her nose bridge to the top of her head, her eyes matching your gaze. “The only thing left that matters is if you would reciprocate that curiosity.”
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Tonight was like every other night on the Straw Hat’s ship, the group gathered around the dinner table for another hearty meal Sanji whipped up. Everybody talked and bickered with one another, sharing drinks in celebration for Jinbe’s very first trip with the crew. The Wano battle seriously took a toll on everybody, especially your boyfriend and none other than the captain. To you, you were just happy to see everyone in good spirits regardless of how difficult it was over the few weeks. Luffy seemed especially happy tonight, being more physical with you throughout dinner, keeping one arm wrapped around your waist at all times. He even fed you himself (from your own plate of course), his grin widening when you accepted his romantic gesture.

“Are you done with that?” Luffy asks, pointing at your plate after noticing that it's been left alone. You nodded your head and smiled as soon as he reached over, finishing the remainders in one bite before standing up abruptly, pulling you along with him. “Okay, we’re gonna go now!” He called out to the crew before walking away, arm still hooked onto you.

The both of you walk away from the dining room, making your way to the second floor and towards the women’s room. “Luffy, what are we doing here?” You asked as you sat down on your bed. He shuts the door behind him, you notice his hand turning to lock it.

“Nothing,” he says sheepishly, a sly grin evident on his face as he makes his way towards you, planting his knee between your legs as his hands grasp the sides of your face, pulling you in for a sudden kiss. You ease into it, allowing Luffy to take his time, however he jumps right in, forcing his tongue into your mouth in a rushed manner, earning a soft ground from you. It wasn’t unusual for Luffy to rush into a kiss, however the knee that’s suddenly pressed against your crotch distracted you from the way he attacked your mouth so violently. His hands pull away from your face, exchanging the missing touch with roaming your body, tracing up and down your sides and resting beside your breast and stopping there. His rough kissing continued but his touching stopped, earning a soft giggled from you. “What?” He asks softly, halting his kissing to sit beside you with confusion riddled on his face.

“I heard what you’ve been asking around for crew” you chuckle, pushing him down your bed before you straddle his hips, leaning down to connect your mouths once again. Luffy wasted no time opening his mouth for you as your tongue took over, your hands roaming his body this time, pushing open his vest. They stroked up and down his arms, slowing down at his biceps before giving it a firm squeeze, admiring the physique your boyfriend had. Your other hand spanned the mass of his torso, feeling his abdomen beneath your fingertips then up to his pecs, gently flicking his nipples which earned a soft groan against your mouth. “Let me take over for you.” You pull away, planting your kisses across his jaw instead, then lower down his neck until his chest. Your lips wrap around his nipple, sucking on it gently, earning more groans from the male that sounded more and more frustrated.

Luffy groans out your name as you press your hand against his groin, rubbing it gently. “Please.” He takes your hand, slipping it past his shorts and directly on his cock. “It’s sore.” You waste no time wrapping your hand around in, stroking it up and down as his hands latched onto the sides of your face, pressing your foreheads together just for him to look into your eyes. Your fingers thumb against his slick head, soft pants escaping his lips. It was evident that he was becoming more desperate, eager to explore this new found feeling he’s just discovered. Luffy bites his lip as your hand engulfs his shaft, pumping it with a firm grip that has your captain’s knees weakening. You continue to place soft kisses against his exposed torso, taking note of the slight whimper the male let out when you began tracing kisses on his sensitive chest scar.

Luffy begins to whine as you pull away, stopping only as he notices you pulling your shirt over your head to discard it. Next went your shorts, kicking it off your legs and onto the floor, leaving you only in your underwear. Luffy watches with his mouth agape as you decide to discard those too, baring your true form to your boyfriend for the first time. “Wow.” Was all he managed to say as you notice a slight twitch in his boxers. It seems he noticed it too as he quickly shimmied out of them, revealing himself to you in his full form, tip painfully throbbing red as his precum dripped from his tip to his pubic bone.

You make your way over to him, straddling his hips and pressing your bare pussy against his cock. He begins to groan as you rub yourself on his length, your slick coating him with each grind of your hips. Luffy grabs your hips, causing you to stop before you feel him pushing into you whole, slamming his hips against your ass and knocking the air out of your lungs. “Luffy-” You try to speak but to no avail, his face began to contort as his mouth hung open, heavenly groans spilling out with each slam against you. Despite doing no foreplay, your pussy slipped his cock in so easily from your wetness. You curse out loud as his tip brushes against your spot, feeling your clit throb below you. Luffy’s eyes finally open and are met with the sight of your breasts bouncing to the pace of his thrusts, he grins before reaching out to grab ahold of you, fingers pinching your nipple as you moan.

“I’ll take it from here,” he says with a grin you’ve never seen him express before. There was something new about this side of Luffy, something so perverted your wildest dream never could have imagined it. The way his eyes never left your body as each thrust continuously hit your most sensitive areas, it was maddening. Your captain pauses his actions, and with one swift action he grabs you by the waist and flips your positions, leaving you with your back pressed against the sheets and your boyfriend towering above you, hands placed on either side of your head. Luffy maintains eye contact with you as his hips grinded against yours until he locates your entrance, filling you up once again. His thrust pushes a loud moan out of you, his dick made quick work of finding your soft spot once again.

You pop two fingers in your mouth, coating it with your spit then reaching out between your legs, rubbing your clit vigorously to the speed of his thrusts. “What are you doing?” He asks, his movement never halting.

“I’m making myself feel even better,” you respond in a matter-of-factly tone.

“Let me try.” His spare hand reaches between your legs, feeling your pussy until he brushes against your fingers stationed by your clit, pushing them aside and taking full control over the pleasure you felt. You continued to let out heavenly sounds into Luffy’s ears, your arms draped around his neck as you grinded against his fingers, urging for more pressure which he gave you. His erratic strokes began to build pressure within your abdomen, the pressure only intensifying as his thrusts changed from rapid to deep, hard pumps brushing against your cervix.

“Fuck Luffy! Just like that.” You cried out, fingers lacing through his hair, gripping it tightly. His fingers began to pick up the pace, pressing down harder against your clit and sending goosebumps up your spine. You felt your stomach growing knots until eventually it snapped. “Luffy I’m gonna-” You let out loud whines as your juices gush past his cock and onto the sheets, your legs begin to shake at the continuous stimulation of your g-spot.

“Woah.” His breath was shaky and his movements began to stutter with each thrust.” I feel weird.” He groaned, head pressed against the nook of your collar bone. Before you could respond he thrusted one last time deep into your pussy, feeling his hot liquid filling you up as he groaned, biting against your shoulder blade. “I—I don’t think I was supposed to do that.”

You laugh, brushing his hair as he looks up at you with big doe eyes. “It’s alright Luffy,” you press a kiss against his lips. “As long as you take responsibility, I’m all yours.”

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Ever since you joined the crew, one man captured your attention from day one. Originally coming from an extremely traditional island, it was unusual for you to see men completely abandon all societal expectations of what they were supposed to look and act liked. Izou completely contradicted all those values you came to know and put in effort every morning to bathe, get dressed and do his hair and make-up. It was truly fascinating. The longer you stayed in the crew, the more you became infatuated with the man, spending a little too long admiring his elegant stature. The two of you managed to get along extremely well, coming from islands of similar values, however your brash and non-ladylike personality did earn some unsavory comments from said man.

You did your usual stride through the ship, eyes scanning the deck to see who was your next victim of the day. A bell dings in your mind as you see a familiar kimono-wearing man leaning against the ship railing, eyes drifting through the sea. You quickly sprint across the ship, stopping right behind your victim. “Hey,” you whisper in his ear, earning a yelp from the man. “Are you wearing panties under your kimono today or are you bare?” You give the scowling man a shit eating grin as you poke his ass, dismissing his lack of enthusiasm to go along with your mischief.

“Are you not tired of your foolish jokes?” He sighs, shaking his head but steps aside, allowing you space to join alongside his sightseeing.
You take him up on his offer, pressing your side against his, joining his gaze. “Don’t even lie, you think it’s funny too.”
Izo turns his head, eyes shifting to you instead. “It’s still a mystery to me that you managed to be so unladylike considering you come from a country like Wano.”
“But the panty jokes are always funny,” you pout.

“What shall we ever do with you?” He shakes his head with a sigh, straightening up then walking away. “I’m gonna take a nap, try not to bother me again.”
You watch as he walks away, dripping with elegance in each step he takes. You watched in awe, taking in each sway his hips did in coordination with his steps. He truly was the embodiment of beauty itself.
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You clutch the towel clinging to your body tightly as you make your way from your room to the ship’s shower room, yawning as you did. You hear shuffling noises nearby but decided to ignore it, perhaps it was some rats scattering around the deck. No one else on the ship ever took night showers from what you’ve gathered as you often spent late nights standing in the shower room all on your own. You reach out for the doorknob, twisting it then pushing it open only to be met with the sight of a certain gunslinger undressing out of his kimono, back facing you as he dropped the fabric on the floor. His body was deceivingly small in his regular clothing but seeing him outside of them, he was a very fit man, back muscles more defined under the dim lighting of the bathroom light. The engraving of his clan was more prominent than ever, his loyalty striking even without words. But most of all, the most striking part of it all was the pair of deep, red panties that stretched across his ass, covering his strangely plump behind. You couldn’t help but let out a sharp inhale which was noticeable to the Akazaya Nine retainer whose ears were as sharp as a cat.

Izo’s head snaps, turning to face your stilled frame by the door, still grasping the doorknob, jaw hanging open. His eyes seemed to pop out of his skull before picking up his kimono from the ground and hastily covering himself with it, cheeks dawning a bright pink tint much stronger than his artificial blush. He stutters out your name, legs slowly backing up against the shower wall.

“I—I am so sorry I—I wasn’t expecting anyone-” You fumble over your words like a fool. “I—I’ve never seen anyone else shower this late—oh my god.” Those last few words came out like a sigh, eyes facing anywhere but the half naked man in front of you. It wasn’t like you’ve never seen the men in your crew naked before, this time it was different. It was different—more embarrassing, and more intimate. It's different from seeing someone like Marco nude who was just another man in your eyes, Izo was different. Izo was beautiful, so beautiful in fact that the sudden rush of heat between your legs causes them to almost give out on you.
“Y/N! T-this isn’t what it looks like!” His arms reaches out in a desperate manner, kimono dropping from his grasp, flashing another glimpse of the red material that seemed to dawn something more solid within it. He hurriedly grabs it once more, pressing it harder against his body as if it could cover up the shame that burned deeply within him this very moment. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

Your hand goes to shut the door behind you, the click of the doorknob indicating you locking it as you walk closer to the trembling male. Each step you took along the cold, tiled floor echoed in the enclosed space the two of you found yourself in. No words were exchanged when you came face to face with the male geisha, the rush of blood flowing through his cheeks and the bobbing of his adam’s apple indicating his anxiety. And still no words were exchanged when you sank to your knees facing his crotch, pushing his kimono down and gently caressing it with your calloused hands.

A sudden gasp escaped his lips as you pressed your lips to the head, suckling on it through the lace. Your fingers hook onto the hem of his panties, looking up to see him with the back of his hand to his mouth, biting down as his eyebrows furrowed in desperation. “This stays between us.” In one go you pull them down to pool around his ankles, hands immediately gripping his swollen cock as your flat tongue licks a stripe on the underside from the base to the tip.
A strangled moan leaves his lips as you take him in your mouth, working lower and lower down his shaft until his tip nestled comfortably in your throat. His hands hesitantly roamed your hair until they settled onto your cheeks, weakly guiding you up and down his cock. His legs trembled as you stimulate his shaft by moving your tongue, opening your throat to accommodate for more of his cock.

Izo begins to speak, tongue betraying his brain as he continuously tripped over his words before finally speaking. “F-forgive me, I can’t-” Before he could finish you felt him spurting long strings of hot cum down your throat, gently thrusting his hips to ride out his orgasm. You pull off from him, gripping his thigh as you coughed the intrusion out your throat. He leans back against the steel wall, back sliding down until he’s sat across from you, the blush on his face still burning strong.
You lift your head up to face Izo who was hunched over, huffing out his breaths. “Don’t think that we’re done yet.” You say with a smirk, letting go of your towel and revealing yourself fully, catching his attention. His eyes grew wide as you crawled to him, straddling his lap as you rubbed your soaking core on his already semi-hard cock. You furrow your eyebrows, hooking your arms behind his neck as you let out an exaggerated moan that caused him to twitch beneath you. “Touch me, Izo.”
That’s all it took before he grabs ahold of your waist, gently laying you down on the ground before kneeling over you, hands roaming at all parts of your body. One hand is outstretched, firmly massaging your breast as the other traces your pubic bone and teasing down your slit. His fingertips dip into your entrance and rub circles on your clit, applying firm pressure that immediately sends tingles down your spine. You moan out his name as he slips two fingers in, your slick immediately coating his digits as he pumps them in and out. His spare hand begins to pinch and tease your nipple, earning more moans as he leans in to latch his mouth around your breast, suckling gently. You feel a third finger pressing in, stretching you wider than before as he curls them inside. Izo moves his lips down your body, kissing between your breasts then down your stomach, teasing the sensitivity of your skin. He stops right at your entrance, sucking at your clit briefly before pulling away, leaving you stimulated and disappointed.

“Give me a moment, dear.” His sudden pet name burns a blush through your cheeks. You watch as elegant fingers wrap around his cock, stroking himself and bringing out angelic noises from the male. Izo spreads your legs further, pressing his head against your clit and rutting against it, the two of you panting in sync. The pressure of his cock and the imagery of watching him so desperately rut against you causes a familiar knot to build in your abdomen. It wasn’t until he let out a particular high pitched moan that had you tense, overwhelming pleasure taking over as your body began to spasm beneath him.

“I hope that wasn’t your limit,” he retorts with a grin, pressing his head against your entrance without waiting for you to adjust to the aftermath of the sensitivity the orgasm gave you.

“Ah fuck—slow down for a bit, will you?” You groan, the back of your hands pressed against your forehead, blocking the view of the man before pushing in, bottoming out instantly. The wind gets knocked out of you, hands flying out to grasp at his back, digging your nails into his skin. Izo’s red tinted lips pull up into a smirk as he slowly pulls back until almost out of your entrance then ramming back in with full force. The lack of resistance your body had for his cock caused your ears to burn also, embarrassed that it wasn’t putting up much of a fight.

“You truly are soaking,” he grunts, speaking in between thrusts. “I know you fantasize about me, I feel your eyes following me everywhere I go.” He picks up the pace, lifting your hips off the ground, changing angles to one where your g-spot is constantly being pounded. Your hands go up to your face once again, avoiding as much eye contact as possible. “I tolerated your obscene jokes because I knew it just came from a place of curiosity, isn’t that right?” Izo’s hand engulfs yours for a moment before peeling them off, catching you off guard as his eyes stared deeply into yours, noses bumping into each other with every thrust. “So, is your curiosity satisfied?” Izo hooks his hands under your knees before pressing your legs against your chest, each thrust hitting deeper than before and having you almost screaming.
“Y-yes!” You cried out. “I—I thought you were too pretty I—I just wanted to know.”

You hear him chuckle as he pulls out, keeping your ass up in the air. “How honest of you, I think you deserve a reward, don’t you think?” His lips hovered close to your pussy, awaiting your response. The moment you nod his lips press down against your clit, wasting no time to suck against it. Your hands comb through his hair, gripping it with desperation. Your almost forgotten bundle of nerves intensified your arousal, making up for the emptiness your pussy felt. Izo’s fingers swipe against your slit before entering, his long and elegant digits reaching spots his cock couldn’t quite reach. He curls his fingers into you, pressing against the sensitive spot deep in your walls. A drawn out moan escapes your lips as your thighs squeeze his head between your legs, your hands pushing his mouth harder against your pussy as you come, your juices gushing past his chin and dripping onto the floor.

You pull him off you, panting as your back reunites with the tiled floor. You couldn’t remember when the dominance switched from you to Izo but you certainly weren’t complaining, the new sight of the beautiful man having his way with you was never going to leave your head. He begins to shift, picking you up once more to sit you on my lap. “Apologies my lady, allow me to use you for a moment.” Izo adjusts your position so your pussy meets with his throbbing cock, sinking you down it with a groan. You couldn’t help but admire his appearance at this very moment. His make up was completely ruined and his hair was a disheveled mess. The scar on his face was barely considered a flaw in your eyes. Sweat beads all over his body glistened under the lighting, only adding to his heavenly appearance. His hooded eyes were trained on your body, watching your breasts bounce with every thrust up the man did until they landed on your eyes. Something about his gaze seemed different, more hungry.

Your hand intertwined his air, pulling him closer until your lips finally met. He eagerly opened his mouth for you, your tongue fighting against his in a desperate kiss. Izo pulls away, muttering curse words under his breath as the grip on your hips slowly tighten as his self control goes out the window. His eyebrows furrowed together as his hips began to stutter. A long, drawn out whine leaves his lips as he thrusted up one last time, spilling his seed deep in you, watching as it slowly began to leak out and onto his thighs.

The two of you spent a few minutes in that position, both catching your breaths in silence before you looked up to meet his gaze. “Do you really wear panties under your kimono?” In retrospect, your question seemed completely out of place and inappropriate in this current situation but Izo laughs, eyes crinkling.
“Sometimes I do, sometimes I wear nothing at all.” His answer catches your attention, as if like a dog that heard the word ‘treats’.
“You should let me see it sometime,” you nudge him with a grin. “That’s hot.”

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It was crazy. It was all too crazy. You can’t even imagine how it managed to end up like this but it did. You and a few other revolutionary soldiers were sent out on a mission to a secluded village in a remote island that was recently captured by pirates. The journey back was perfectly fine as it was more of a race to get to the village. Where everything went wrong was the journey back.

You and Koala took it like a stroll, chatting then stopping when the two of you spotted something strange and new. One flower in particular stood out the most. It was a shade of deep purple, petals opening up to reveal a pink and almost slimy inside. On the top of the flower was a darker pink bud. You don’t know what took over you that moment, you would have never touched something you didn’t know but it was almost like the flower was calling for you. As soon as your finger pads merely graze the inside substance, Koala calls out your name, breaking you out of your trance. “Hey, we don’t know what that is, don’t go around touching stuff you can’t identify.”

She was right, all too right. All of the members you went on a mission with were now back on the ship including you, but something was off. You couldn't tell what but there was a burning sensation in your stomach intensifying by the minute. Suddenly you felt a hand pat your shoulder blade. “Hey Y/N! How was your mission?” Your head jerks around to see a familiar blonde man grinning at you.

“H-hey Sabo! It was fine—we’re all…fine.” The weird pacing of your sentence causes Sabo to raise an eyebrow at you but shrugs it off.

“Alright, if you say so.” His hand continues to make contact with your skin, rubbing up and down your arm. This sends shivers down your spine. Sabo was normally a very touchy guy, for some reason it was affecting you much more today. “Oh also, I’m going out for a walk later if you want to—uh, are you really alright?”
Sabo moves closer to your face, gaze lingering on you for a little too long. Your face was flushed, small beads of sweat began to trickle down your forehead as you avoided looking at him. “Y-yeah I’m fine. I’ll come with you later.”

His eyes squint but eventually he retracts his head, brushing off your strange demeanour once again. “Alright, well I have a meeting with Dragon soon but I’ll come fetch you in your room once I’m done, okay?”

You quickly nod, smiling back as he gives you a quick pat on your shoulder, turning his back to you as he walks away. What was wrong with you today?
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Something was seriously wrong with you. By this point, it's been a few hours since you came back from your mission and Sabo was due to swing by soon. You’ve been non-stop sweating lightly, your abdomen felt like it was on fire and most importantly, you could feel yourself leaking constantly. You’ve changed underwear at least 5 times but to no avail, you decided to let yourself free for a bit, opting to wear nothing at all under your skirt for the walk. Your head remains resting on the pillow until you hear 3 knocks, doorknob twisting and opening to reveal Sabo himself.

“Hey, sorry that took so long, we were just discussing-” he cuts himself short as soon as he sees your condition. “Y/N! What's wrong? Are you sure you’re alright?” He rushes over, kneeling by your bedside, removing his glove to press the back of his hand to your forehead. The skin contact causes you to sigh aloud, cheeks fiery as you realise what you’ve done.

“Yes I’m—fine. I think I’ve just got a fever, I’ll still go on that walk with you.” You sit up, smiling at Sabo who’s eyebrows knitted together with worry. “I need some fresh air anyways.” You swung your legs off the bed and immediately he goes to grab your arm, helping you up the bed. The throbbing in your abdomen intensifies as you let out a whimper. From your peripheral you notice Sabo’s eyebrow raised in a questioning manner, but never pressing on the matter. The two of you walk through the corridors of the Revolutionary base, exchanging greetings with the members, a few questioning your appearance, if you were well or not but both you and Sabo dismissed them without so much as an explanation.

As soon as the outside air hit you, you expected some sort of relief, compensation for all the discomfort you experienced. Rather, it only got worse. The two of you grew farther and farther from the base, entering the wooded area that covered your hideout. The friction between your legs from walking made your pleasure intensify, having to hold back small whimpers from the man that was already suspicious of you.

“So, you never told me about the mission, how was it?” Sabo picks up a conversation with you, dismissing your mildly worrying state. “I heard that you and Koala had a nice chat on the way back.”

“Y-yeah we did.” You sigh, attempting to ease your rushing mind.

“What’s wrong? Did something happen between you two?” The way he looked at you with intensity had your heartbeat racing faster than you thought possible.

Your eyes widen, realising what you’ve just done came off ass. “What, no! No, not at all—I’m just feeling strange from the fever, s’all.” Your eyes dart everywhere but his face, attempting to avoid all forms of eye contact from the man, rather than focusing on the path.

This ended up with your foot being caught in a tree root, sending you flying downwards. A swift but firm hand reaches out to grab you before impact, his gloved hand grazing your nipples through your shirt. The slight stimulation was enough to send you moaning, legs giving out even more as you felt your juices run down your leg. Immediately your hands shoot down, attempting to cover the mess you’ve made but it was too late.

Sabo’s eyes followed the trail of your hands, leading them to your skirt and the mess running down your legs. “Did you just-”

“No!” You yell out as you attempt to push him away. This backfires as your back makes contact with the ground harshly. You almost didn’t want to look at Sabo but the way he looked at you with wide eyes had you questioning if you were eternally fucked in this situation. You follow the gaze of his eyes, landing on your lower half, and your lifted up skirt exposing you whole. “No! Don’t look!”

The blonde’s head snaps away, covering his eyes with his hand, the blush on his cheeks ever so prominent against his tanned complexion. “Listen I don’t want to press but—what is going on with you?” He cried out, his spare hand intertwining his fingers with his hair in frustration.

“I—I really don’t know!” You cried aloud, it was your turn now to cover your face as tears streamed down. “I don’t know and I’m just really embarrassed now, please just—just leave me alone.”

Your sobs broke the man out of his confused state, looking down at you as your sniffling grew louder. He bends down, a hand reaching out for your skirt to cover what was left of your decency. “Hey now,” he places his spare hand against your back, earning an accidental moan from you. You felt his fingers lift with hesitation but fought against it, applying pressure like he intended. “Did you…” He trails off, attempting to find the correct wording for his question. “You didn’t happen to touch a strange plant on the island, did you?”

You peel your hands from your face, revealing your dishevelled appearance to the man whose face was riddled with worry. “Yeah I did, why?” You respond through sniffles, wiping your face with the back of your hand.

“Oh dear.” He goes to reach for his back pocket, pulling out a small leather book. “I remember reading somewhere that the island you went to was full of strange plants, more commonly—ah! Here it is, aphrodisiacs.” Sabo flips through the pages before stopping at one, opening it wider then holding it up to your face. You scan through the page, stopping at a familiar sketch of a purple-pink flower. Looking at the illustration now, you realise how its shape was oddly similar to a vagina. You quickly nod your head, Sabo retracting the book to flip through it more. “Let me find the cure—it says here that-” he pauses reading, his face burning brighter than the first time. “Well, it says here that the cure is sexual climax.” He coughs, attempting to clear the air of awkwardness.

“Oh…” Was all you could manage to say, unable to think of anything better.

Sabo stands up, hand outstretched to reach for yours. “Should I…leave you to it here? I can go back to base—it’s probably much less busy for you here since there's less people and all! Plus you won’t have to-” you cut off his rambling by grabbing his hand. Rather than pull yourself up, you pull him back down with you, face almost crashing into yours.

“Can you-” You clear your throat, starting your sentence again as your cheeks burn. “Can you help me?”

The two of you sat in silence for a moment as Sabo contemplated his response. He looks up at you, meeting your glance then responds through action, hand reaching out to cup your cheek, pulling you close to him and connecting your lips. Your mouth accepted the immediate intrusion of his tongue, hungrily seeking out your taste. He pulls away, bringing his hand up to hit mouth and biting at the fingertip of his glove, pulling it with his teeth to discard it behind him. His hand drops low, stroking your inner thigh teasingly before slipping it past your skirt, brushing his fingers against your clit, earning a moan from you.

“I can’t believe you went out with no underwear,” his spare hand goes up to push your top up and over your breast. “None here either, you’re quite naughty Y/N.” The corner of his lips twitches upwards before leaning down, latching onto your nipples, tongue flicking against the sensitive buds. Sabo’s fingers began sliding up and down your slit, spreading your slick across his fingers before pushing in two fingers, the intrusion sending your head backwards with a groan. “I’ll try to treat you as best as I can.” He curls his fingers, rubbing against the spongy spot deep within you. You never felt the pressure building up, rather, as soon as he presses against your spot you’re sent gushing against his fingers, panting as he fingers you through your orgasm. “I don’t think that’s enough yet.”

Sabo sits up to his knees, reaching out to quickly undo his jean buttons, fingers fumbling over the zipper then adjusting himself, his cock springing out, revealing his throbbing tip to you. You reach out to touch him but his hand goes out to grab your wrist. “No no, you just relax. This is for you, let me take care of you.” His words sent another wave of throbbing to your clit, whining as you waited for Sabo.

He lets out a small chuckle, grabbing your leg and hooking it over his shoulder, kissing at the side of your knee as he adjusted himself at your entrance, letting out small huffs as he rubbed his tip against your clit, soaking him in the process. You whine again, wiggling your hips until you find his cock, sinking down it yourself with a shameless moan. “You really can’t wait, can you?” He grins, lifting your other leg up to his shoulder once more.

Sabo grips your hips tightly as he starts his rampage, pounding against your pussy, not allowing you anytime to adjust. You almost let out a scream, your hands digging into his wrists with an iron grip. “You just had to do it yourself.” He grunts in between thrusts. The lewd sounds of squelching would've been enough to embarrass you but your mind was in a haze, dizzy with pure lust and desperation. Sabo hooks his hands under your knees, pushing your thighs against your chest and putting you into a mating press. His thrusts intensifies, balls slapping against your ass you continuously let out pained cries.

“Sabo—ah!” He adjusts his angle, his tip slamming against your cervix. With how much slick you secreted, it was hard to feel anything inside you but the sudden intrusion sent you back to reality. His thick cock stretched you in a way you yearned for. Suddenly, Sabo changes his angle again, hitting your g-spot repeatedly in an almost stroking manner, thrusts changing from animalistic to sensual and slow.

“Fuck! You’re—you’re really squeezing me right now,” he gasps, one hard thrust straight on your spot sends electricity down your spine. You let out a loud cry, your body jerking and spasming against his cock that he continuously grinded in throughout your finish, your pussy fluttering around him. He continued his rampage with loud moans, whining when you continuously twitched around him.

Sabo’s gaze lands on your face, watching as your eyebrows furrowed together and how your eyes screwed shut. It trails down once more, your breasts bouncing abruptly with each drive of your hips against yours. This, combined with the sounds of skin slapping and wet squelching, he felt the knot in his stomach pull tighter. It wasn’t until you let out a whine following his name that he felt it come loose, spilling deep inside you with a desperate groan, kissing up your calf as his thrusts slowed down.

Sabo pulls off of you, lying down on the grass beside you with a huff. “So, do you think you’re cured yet?” He turns his head at you with a grin, laughing as you kick at him weakly.

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Your eyes scan through the darkness of the sea. Oftentimes, this sight sent shivers down your spine, sure you were a pirate but that didn’t mean you were fully comfortable with the sea, in fact it was probably one of your biggest fears. Since joining the Straw Hats, you felt a little guilty that you couldn’t contribute to much, you were an average fighter, Nami navigated, Sanji was already the designated cook and Chopper took the role of the ship’s doctor. So you thought the best you could do was offer to be the night watch from then on, which your captain happily took you on.

“You good?” A gruff voice speaks from behind you, startling you as you spun around with a fist raised, only to realise it was just the green haired swordsman. “Woah, it’s just me.”

“Jeez, don’t sneak up on me like that up here,” you sighed. “What are you doing anyways, couldn't sleep?”

“Yeah, I figured I’d work out my energy.” Zoro tugs his swords off of his waist to place them next to you. The next thing to go was his shirt, and a small squeal exited your lips as he did so, throwing them on the pile with his swords. “What? You act like you’ve never seen me without a shirt on.” A small smirk was visible on his lips, and that pissed you off.

“W-well it’s different when it’s just us two in a room,” you managed to stammer out, head turning back to the dark ocean view from the window. You hear loud footsteps walking towards you before two arms stretch out, pinning you to the couch.

“How so?” Zoro’s face was incredibly close to yours, way too close for your comfort. Your reflex got the better of you as you kicked him as hard as you could muster in the stomach, earning a strangled groan from him. “Jeez I was just kidding!” He hobbled his way back to his corner of the crow’s nest, picking up his dumbbells to begin his workouts.

For weeks it went on like that, sometimes Usopp would cover your night watch when you were too tired to stay up, but on the nights you did Zoro was almost always there. The first few times were a little bit awkward after the first incident, but as the weeks passed, it became a routine for him to be ‘unable to sleep’, he’d hobble his way over to the crow’s nest from the mens room to work out. Eventually the two of you shared the same sleeping pattern, it wasn’t uncommon to see the two of you in random parts of the ship passed out on top of eachother from the lack of rest.

Today was no different, except for the new excuse he’d come up with each night. “You’d think that you’d start giving up on the excuses by now,” you giggle lightly as you continue to look out into the dark ocean. “It’s alright to say you wanted to see me so bad.”

You hear the man scoff from across the room, the sounds of metal clanking and clothes rustling could be heard as well. “I could kick you back for that comment.” You feel a light punch on your arm before turning back to face Zoro who stood a little too close to you once more. You had to crane your neck up to look at him, but front his angle and this close, he was actually quite an attractive looking guy. In this current state, his jumpsuit was tugged off his torso and tied around his hips, probably for mobility. Your eyes began to scan every inch of his body, his sharp jawline, his defined abs but most importantly, the prominent v-line that’s been shoved close to your face. He was really attractive, more than you’ve ever realised before. You feel your cheeks heat up when the man tilts his head in confusion before you quickly look away, avoiding any more gawking before he’d realise what you were doing. “What, you don’t want to check me out anymore? I can see where your eyes are looking, you know.”

You turn back to scowl at him only to realise he’d bent down at face level, your noses barely an inch away from touching. “W-what are you…”

Zoro cuts you off by pressing a knee between your legs, body moving closer to yours. “Don’t look away now, I’ve finally got your attention after all this time.” You’ve never heard Zoro speak in this tone before, not with you or anyone else in fact, it was playful, teasing, and so fucking hot.

“All this time?” You ask, trembling hands reach up to grab his waist, running them up and down against the thin latex of his jumpsuit that separated the two of you.

“Yeah,” he bends lower to whisper, breath ghosting your ear and sending shivers down your spine, “all this time.”

You gave him no verbal response but grabbed both sides of his face to pull him closer to you, pressing your lips against his. Something about this moment felt so right to you, you never knew why you had this little bug in your stomach every time you’d see a patch of green poking out from the trapdoor climbing up to begin his nightly routine, but now you knew. His tongue slips against your lower lip, asking for permission which you gave. You part your lips as his tongue slipped inside, wet muscles fighting each other for attention that’s been so desperately craved for weeks. Your hands begin to roam his body, finding its place in the large bulge in front of his jumpsuit. Your fingers wrapped around the phallic shape, doing their best to stroke him through the clinging fabric as Zoro let out small pants against your lips.

He pulls off of you, undoing the knot on his hips before you stopped him. You wanted to do the liberty of stripping him, which he allowed. Your hands eagerly work to undo the knot, tugging on the body-hugging fabric at his waist before his cock sprung out, revealing his impressive length. You wasted no time wrapping your hand around it, stroking it as small grunts exited his lips. You began pressing kisses to his tip before taking him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. The way his breath hitched as you did so only urged you to keep going, taking more and more of him into you until his tip hit the back of your throat. You bob your head up and down his length, attempting to adjust to his large size. Before you could continue, Zoro grabs both sides of your head and begins thrusting into your mouth at a powerful pace. Your lack of preparation had your gagging around him, struggling to keep up with his pace as he began fucking your mouth at your expense. All you could do was grab his hips, fingers digging into his skin before he suddenly pulled out of you.

“Fuck—I almost came,” he pants out, grabbing both your hands to pull you up. “I don’t think I can control myself tonight.” He growls against your ear before his fingers dipped into the waistband of your shorts, tugging both the denim and your panties off in one go. Zoro slips two fingers between your slit, plunging two fingers in you suddenly as you gasped, pulling out abruptly to coat his cock with your slick. “This wet from sucking dick? You might be more of a slut that I imagined.” You felt his tip prod at your entrance, pushing in slowly as the two of you gasped at the sudden stretch of your insides. Zoro almost immediately bottoms out, hips flush against your own ass. “Is this alright?” He leans in to whisper in your ear, bare chest pressing onto your back as he presses a kiss on the nape on your neck.
All it took was a nod from you and he began his rampage. And god you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love it. His hands grip your hips as he moves in and out of you with quick and hard thrusts. The sound of skin slapping echoed through the room mixed in with your desperate moans and Zoro’s grunts. The man was known to be aggressive on the battlefield, it only made sense that he’d be a beast in bed. Staying out at sea for months on end took a toll on your sexual desires, you craved for something more.

“P-pull…” You barely manage to speak through his agonising pace.

“What?” He slows down, giving you time to speak.

“Pull my hair,” you groan, turning to look at his flustered face, “fuck me like you mean it, Zoro.”

This had the green-haired man groaning at your submission. With your permission, he reaches out to grab a fist full of your hair, tugging your head back to face your reflection on the window. Zoro’s immense stamina shown in this moment, pounding into you with as much force as he could muster. Your cries were his motivation, he needed to hear more, he wanted you to cry louder so everyone on the ship could hear.

“Zo-ro—fuck!” He angles his hips upwards, his cock pressing into your sweet spot with every thrust. You reach between your legs, rubbing circles into your clit and intensifying the pure pleasure you felt. You could feel your legs beginning to give out from under you, and Zoro noticed it too. He pulls out, leaving you whining at the emptiness before he sits beside you, pulling you onto his lap and sinking you onto his cock once more.

He tugs at your shirt, pulling it upwards and stripping you fully, revealing your lack of bra. “F-fuck you’re so—hot.” He grunts through each thrust up at you, reaching out to latch his lips around your nipple, sucking harshly at the sensitive bud. You cry out once more at the sudden stimulation, reaching between your legs again to chase the pressure that slowly formed within you. Your fingers press against your clit, building up your pleasure before it bursts. Your vision turns white as your body begins to spasm, your juices leaking past his cock and spilling out of you.

“Oh fuck!” Zoro lets out a moan, a sound you’ve never heard come out of his lips this entire time. You slump against his body as he chases his own orgasm, thrusts picking up in speed and your pussy continues to flutter around his cock. “Fuck I’m gonna cum.” He groans into your ear as he thrusts up one last time, spilling his seed deep inside your pussy. Zoro collapses onto the couch, forehead leaning against your shoulder, panting as he struggles to catch his breath.

“I didn’t expect this to happen tonight,” he chuckles against your skin, rubbing soft circles on your hips with his thumb.

“I didn’t expect this to happen ever,” you respond, laughing at the predicament you’ve found yourself in. How could you act normally now in front of the crew when you had to go out and sleep with the second in command. “You don’t think they heard us, do you?”

“I think it’d be a miracle if they didn’t.”

The morning sun rolled in not too long after that. The two of you joined the crew downstairs for breakfast where everyone silently fidgeted in their seats. The most obvious change in behaviour was the ship’s chef, who could barely look you in the eyes as blood slowly trickled out of his nose as he passed you your plate. Zore sat across from you, occasionally kicking his boot out against your foot as the two of you shared the same awkward glance and pursed lips.

“So, what were the two of you doing up there?” Luffy breaks the silence, grinning giddily as Nami swung a punch to his head. God, you could kill yourself right now and it woul be fine.

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Hey ya’ll just wanted to update that requests will be closed as of now. I’ve gotten quite a lot since i run 2 oneshots books and can’t keep up but i promise i will do as much as I can.

Once i start taking them again i’ll add it in the notes on my most recents and delete this post also.

Sorry guyss but also thanks a BUNCH for reading and enjoying this shit, i missed writing and im glad to be back into it. Honestly i also wanted to start a chainsaw man one shots hut i might just do one off one shots on my page about it since 3 books is too much 🥲

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Sanji knew deep down he shouldn’t be doing this. He was always taught by Zeff to respect women, never view them as anything below you or do anything that could bring them any harm. Surely this wouldn’t do them any harm, right? Was what he thought to himself as he settled behind a large tree trunk, clearing out the bushes in front of him to make a line-of-sight that was visible from his position. He knew it was wrong but the moment that you had brought up that the girls had found a secluded lake in the island to bathe in, he had to have a look for himself. The three of you could’ve just been swimming in swimsuits for all he cares but something in him knew he just couldn’t miss this opportunity.

Sanji made an effort to avoid as much rustling, clearing away any sticks of leaves that could potentially give away his spot. His eyes burned holes through the leaves as Nami and Robin began to undress, showing off their bathing suits that had been hidden beneath their clothing since on the ship. Sanji felt his jaw twitch as you began to undress, ridding yourself of your top and shorts, revealing your rather skimpy bikini.

You were slightly bigger than Nami and Robin, but Sanji would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. Rather, he almost preferred it. He loved to watch you roam around the ship in tight shirts, watching as your breasts spilled out of your top, or the way your shorts almost always hugged your hips in just the right way, thighs spilling out of them in an almost testing manner to Sanji. Nothing drove him crazier than the slightly hotter days on the Sunny where you were forced to wear bikini tops over shirts, he loved the way your stomach would spill over your shorts when you sat down, admiring your form in all of its glory.

This bikini you had on were high-waisted purple ones, the tight fabric clung right above your hips, as a thin string held together your rear, fully revealing all of your ass to Sanji as you bent over to start removing your socks. This revelation had the chef reaching into the front of his pants, quickly pulling out his cock to begin teasing it. Your hands reach out behind your neck as he watches in confusion, only to have his eyes almost popping out of his head as you tug on the thin purple string, undoing your top and letting it fall to the floor.

Sanji had seen Nami a few times topless as she was a bit more relaxed about showing off. The only time he’d seen Robin’s was when she wore a shirt a little too big and bent down to pick something up and he’d ended up peeking down her shirt on accident only to realise her lack of bra. That encounter had Sanji running out of the room and straight to the bathroom to relieve himself before the imagery went away. You were completely different, you had no interest in wearing skimpy or showy clothing, you only ever did when the weather was unbearable. Which is what made this scenario even more mind boggling, how could you strip yourself so easily in front of them when you seemed so shy to even show a little skin on the ship?

His hand fisted at his cock rapidly as you bent over to dip your fingers experimentally in the lake, giggling as you quickly retracted it. It must’ve been cold. Was what he quickly thought before that thought was completely disregarded when he noticed how your large breasts dangled off your chest, bouncing onto each other with just a slight movement. Sanji let out a rather loud groan, smacking his mouth shut as he did so. All three of the girls’ heads jolted up, looking around rapidly before shrugging it off, Nami and Robin dipping into the lake first as you still swirled your hand to skim the water top. The three of you seemed to exchange words before you suddenly stood up, walking out of sight from where Sanji sat. He felt a knot in his stomach as it tensed with disappointment. Where could you possibly go that made him miss even a second of viewing your body? This question was quickly answered when he heard a pair of rather loud footsteps crunching against the leaves and stopping right behind him.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” A stern voice spoke, startling the chef as he quickly spun around, his gaze meeting your partially nude body towering over him. The mere sight of seeing every curve of your body from below had his cock twitching rapidly in his hand despite halting any sort of movement. When you went to cross your arms over your chest, the sight of your breasts pressed together sent a shiver down his spine, finishing in his hand almost instantly as he let out an embarrassingly loud moan.

This had you halting your movements, freezing on the spot as you began to hear Robin and Nami’s voices in the distance slowly getting closer.
“Is everything alright?” Robin calls out, jogging lightly until she stops right in front of the bush that barely even covered the man as well as he thought. Nami stops beside her shortly after, pausing before her face twisted into a horrified expression, then one of pure anger.

“Were you jerking off to us?!” Her voice was hysteric as she attempted to swing at extremely guilty looking Sanji. “Oh I am so gonna kill you!” Robin wraps two extra arms around the redhead, holding her back as the blonde cowered in fear, head dropped low to avoid any sort of eye contact.

“Sanji,” Robin began calmly, “care to explain what you were doing?”

An almost invisibly quiet whimper exits his lips as he looks up to face the three of you, Nami’s face twisted in anger, Robin had a worried expression while your’s was scarily stoic, devoid of any sort of emotion or reaction. “I was…” He began only to lose his words after, staying silent to think through his sentence.

“- hiding in a forest and jerking off to us,” you finish for him. “There’s kind of no other explanation for that.”

Sanji lowers his head once more, looking down at his cock that he still held in his hand slowly twitching back to life. The idea of being scolded by all three of the women in the ship had definitely run through the chef’s mind at least once or twice, maybe even five times. It had always been a fantasy of his to be scolded by the people he was attracted to, and now that it was actually happening, his heart couldn't contain itself. It beat rapidly in his chest as the silence dragged on for way too long. “Yeah, I was.” His voice was hoarse and quiet, almost as if he tried to hide in a corner verbally.

The silence continued on until you spoke. “I think you should get punished.” His head jerks up, looking at you wildly as your stoic expression remains.

”I’ll accept anything you’ll do to me—please, punish me!” His tone was almost desperate, too excited for someone that’s supposedly getting punished.

“Keep me out of this, I might rip his dick off if I joined in,” Nami grumbles as she begins to walk away from the situation.

“You know, I’m a little curious as to what you have in mind, do you mind if I watched?” Robin spoke up, eyes glancing back and forth between you, Sanji and the cock that twitched in his hand.

“Let’s continue this on the ship, everyone else is off doing their own thing.” You walk back to your spot to pick up your clothing, putting it back on minus the bikini top, leaving you braless underneath your thin t-shirt. The three of you begin to make your way back, save for Nami who stayed back and swam like what you’d intended to do. Sanji followed before you and Robin close by, head hung low as the burning sensation of embarrassment never left his face. Once back, you led the blonde into the shared women’s quarters, sitting him down on your bed as Robin sat on hers across the room, observing as she said so. “So,” you began, crossing your arms over your chest. “What exactly were you doing back there?”

Sanji looks up to make eye contact but immediately reverts his vision, flustered after noticing your lack of shorts, or the way that your perky nipples showed through the thin t-shirt that barely contained it. “N-nothing…” His voice was quiet, lacking in confidence but most of all, he sounded so vulnerable that it sent a pang in your chest. Something about the way Sanji looked when he did perverted things, or how much he kissed women was all so attractive to you. Nothing turned you on more than a man who’d devote his whole being to pleasing you, and you knew he would.

Your foot lifts up to graze against his inner thigh, sending a chill down his spine before you press into his already hard cock, a gasp flying out his mouth as you did so. “Nothing? Nothing at all?” You pressed harder, pressing harder into his groin until you felt his balls beneath his slacks being squeezed to its limits. “Be honest.”

“Ah!” He cries aloud, doubling over at the pain. “Please—I’m sorry! I was-“ he clears his throat, attempting to ground himself. “I was spying on you three, but I only wanted to look, I swear! I didn’t mean to touch myself like that.” Something about the way he spoke made him sound genuine, believable but also laughable at how weak his excuse was. A sigh exits his lips when you take your foot off, only to let out a guttural scream when you bring it back down full force, kicking him with as much might as you can.

“For that, you deserve this,” you say simply, looking back at him with a cold gaze as his eyes begin to fill with tears, cheeks flush as he bites his lip, avoiding letting out any more sounds. Vague mumblings of ‘I’m sorry’s’ and ‘I deserve this’ were heard repeatedly from the chef’s mouth, a sound that was reminiscent of music to your ears. You watched as tears began streaming down his face, sniffling as he looked up at you with glossy eyes. Your gaze shifts to Robin on the other side of the room, arms crossed as she watches in amusement. You had always taken a liking to the perverted chef despite his strangeness. Oftentimes, it was you who’d catch him in his acts, brushing them off as nothing, but when you were alone those memories were ingrained in your brain, repeating it as you’d push yourself to the limit with touching yourself.

Robin struts her way over to the two of you, squatting down beside Sanji, whispering something in his ear that immediately has him perked up, glancing your direction before she pulls away, flashing him a gentle smile. “I’ll join Nami now, enjoy your time together.” The raven haired woman stands up tall, making her way out the door before pausing, glancing over her shoulder. “You two, have fun.” Her voice was low and the look in her eyes suggested something other than a meaningless expression, but rather one filled with mischief. She continues her journey, shutting the door behind her and leaving the two of you in silence, looking at eachother once more.

“Um,” he began, eyes unable to meet yours as his face turned a bright red of crimson, “can you…let me make it up to you?” If it weren’t for the silence you almost wouldn’t have caught what he’d said that last moment.
“What?” You were astounded, unsure of what to follow up with.

“Please!” He shoots up, now kneeling as he crawls his way towards you, both hands holding onto your knees. “Use me however you want! I don’t care how, I just want to please you.” The look in your eyes told you everything you needed to know, he was completely fucking serious.

“I…” You pause, clearing your throat. “Fine, since you want to be used-” you tug your shirt up and over your head, discarding it to the side and leaving your topless. You could almost see the male’s eyes shine. Your fingers pinch at the strings of your bikini bottoms, tugging at it then pulling it off. “-make yourself useful and make me cum.”

Almost immediately, Sanji’s fingers move to your inner thighs, prying them apart as you gasp at his sudden action. He wasted no time pushing you down, your back flush against your sheets as your breasts jiggled with every small movement. He lowers his head as you feel his breath ghost above your twitching cunt, whining when he licks at your slit. “Sanji…” You whine, completely abandoning your domineering behaviour from earlier.

He takes your complaint to heart, spreading your slit with his fingers before lapping up your leaking pussy, savouring the taste as he lets out a groan. His attention moves to your entrance, licking at your hole before moving upwards, tongue flicking against your clit. Sanji’s eyes glance back and forth from your pussy to your face then to your body, watching as your breasts spill over your stomach or how your face twists in pleasure at every small touch. With this view in front of him, he had a hard time being able to control himself. He reaches out to his trousers, fumbling with the hem before quickly pulling out his cock, stroking himself to the pace of his tongue.

Sanji wraps his lips around your clit, sucking on the delicate nub as you cried out. “Yes, like that!” Your fingers thread through his hair, gripping tightly as you pressed his face harder against your pussy, your hips moving on its own as you began to fuck his face. His spare hand strokes your thigh before squeezing past, finger sliding up and down your slit, coating it with your juices before sliding in. You cry out louder than last time, adjusting to the sudden intrusion that only brought you more pleasure. His grip around himself strengthens, failing to keep up with your pace.

He presses another finger, rubbing at your fleshy walls before grazing at a soft, bumpy area that had you gasping at the feel. Sanji noticed how your back lifts off the bed, arching at the mere contact. He probs at it once more experimentally, watching as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Finally convinced, he curls his fingers inside you, applying more pleasure than he previously did. “Sanji!” You let out a loud moan, chanting his name as he repeatedly thrusted his fingers into you, curling as they entered and poked at that sensitive spot.

The feeling of his fast pace and the way that his lips latched onto your clit, sucking at the bud as his tongue swiped back and forth against it has you writhing in your spot, your hips continuing to grind against his face at full force. The constant stimulation and pleasure had the building knot in your stomach reach its limit. With a cry of his name, that knot came udon, releasing all of your pent up lust all over his face, still fucking yourself onto it as your rode out your high. Sanji lets out his own share of moans, crying out your name against your pussy as he comes, finishing all over your floorboards.

When you finally let go of his hair he pulls away from you, collapsing against your bed with a huff as the two of you were left panting. “Sanji,” you pipe up from above the bed.

“Y-yes?” His voice was almost frightful, as if you caught him off guard.

“What did Robin tell you before leaving?” The sudden mention of the question sent heat up to the blonde’s cheeks once more as he coughed.

“Well,” he starts, sitting up to face you who now looked back at him from your position. “She told me that you like that I’m a pervert.” The sheepish look on his face was enough to give away his true emotions, he was just as flustered with this information as you were.

“Well she’s not wrong,” you chuckle, attempting to brush off your shock. “Maybe you should show me that side of you more.”

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It was no secret that you and Zoro were in a relationship. The two of you never openly came out and talked to the crew about it but it was common knowledge amongst everybody. However, what was mostly unknown was the exclusivity of that relationship. Sanji most of all was caught off guard when you propositioned him. Though the two of them bickered often, he never once thought lowly of Zoro, in fact he greatly respected the man which is exactly why he turned you down despite the nagging voice in his head begging him to accept your offer. It wasn’t until Zoro himself told him it was alright that he entertained the idea of spending a night with you. That night then turned into nights, which became more frequent as time went on.

Though, that didn’t mean all went with no issues. Zoro had no problem with you sleeping with whoever you wanted to, he only got fussy when it came to Sanji since he knew how perverted that chef could be. He worried that the chef would act too strange around you but Sanji never managed to stop muttering about the ‘shitty swordsman’ anytime you complained about him being too soft on you. Today you’d told Sanji that you were on watch for the night and to meet you up at the crow’s nest, but in truth it was Zoro’s turn to keep watch. You told the green haired man about your plans and he seemed to show no resistance to it, what was left was to see how Sanji would react to the proposition.
Your hands laced through the swordsman’s short trim as your lips locked onto each other messily, lapping up each others’ tongues. Your hips rhythmically grinded against his, chasing that pressure in your jeans that rubbed against you just right. “You’re more eager today, aren’t you?” Zoro asks, pulling away with a grin. “Does this excite you that much?”

“Who wouldn’t be excited at this?” You grin back at him, pressing an open kiss to his cheek before trailing down, sucking down till his collarbones, leaving small red marks on them. “I really hope he says.”

“Who says yes?” A voice pops up from behind you, startling the two of you as you both turn to look at the trapdoor to see a familiar blonde haired chef poking out from it. He begins to climb out of it, straightening up to dust off his suit. “My sweet, I thought you said it was you and I today?” Sanji pouts at you before his glance switches to Zoro, a grimace forming on his face.

“Yeah it is, just sit down for a moment, yeah?” You climb off the swordsman, walking towards the now blushing chef. You place yourself behind him, tugging his suit jacket off. “I want you to put on a show for us for a bit.” Your fingers go up to his collar, slowly buttoning off his shirt one by one, exposing more and more of his chest to the green haired man who watched with one eyebrow cocked and a smirk.

“W-what do you mean?” His hands hesitantly went up to yours, wrapping around your wrist before you brushed him off, continuing with your actions until all buttons were undone, leaving him shirtless in front of the two of you.

“You know what I mean.” Your whispered tone against his ear sends shivers down his spine. “I know you like to be humiliated, don’t you? You told me once before you found the thought of Zoro watching while I fuck you was hot, why don’t we try that out today?” You press a kiss below his earlobe, a low whine comes out his mouth as his knees begin to weaken beneath him. Your hand trails down his abdomen, slipping past his hips and stopping at his crotch, firmly holding the already stiffening member. “Look at you, you’re already so hard.”

“Please my love,” he whimpers, head tilted back to bury his face into the crook of your neck. “Don’t tease me, not in front of him.” When Sanji started to get embarrassed, usually it was a sign to continue what you were doing. He hated to admit it but the humiliating aspect of your time together were his favourite parts. You knew just what he liked and how he liked it.

Your hands continue to roam his body, stopping at the zipper of his slacks, undoing it painfully slow before hooking your fingers into the hem, tugging them down to his ankles and leaving him in his grey boxers that strained, a wet spot beginning to form in the front. “Well that’s no fun for either of us is it?” your fingers trace the outline as Sanji begins to twitch beneath you. You press onto the head, rubbing back and forth to elicit more sounds from him. “Did you bring what I asked for?” Your hand slips past his boxers, groping at his bare ass. A whiny ‘mhm’ comes out of him before your fingers begin to prod at his hole. You push in a finger as his body accepts it eagerly, his insides already squelching. “Did you prepare before you got here?”

“Y-yes…” He did his best to keep his voice low, avoiding any sort of eye contact with the man in front of him who began to openly stroke himself through his clothes, small grunts coming from him as he did so. “I wanted to do it soon.” Sanji’s legs give out beneath him as you slip in a second finger. He kneels on the floor, arms stretched out beneath him to hold him up as you completely remove his underwear, baring his leaking cock and twitching hole. “F-fuck!” He cries out as you curl your fingers inside, poking at his prostate. “Wait—stop!” He reaches out to grab ahold of your wrist but it was too late. He lets out one final moan as his cock twitches, cumming onto the floorboards beneath him.
“Did I say you could do that?” Your fingers halt, retracting them from inside him. He lets out an almost sobbing sound before responding with a short ‘no’, keeping his head low as he stays in his revealing position. “Well, why don’t I get Zoro to fuck you, now that you’re clearly done with me.” Your voice was teasing but your tone told him that you were nothing but serious.

“What?” Sanji’s head shoots up to look at you with wide eyes, before glancing at Zoro, his cheeks turning a dark shade of crimson. “Stop joking like that…”

“Did I say I was joking?” You reach out, fingers tracing his jawline. “You said you wanted Zoro to watch while I fuck you, but why don’t you try the real thing? Don’t tell me you never even thought about doing that?”

His glance shifts to the side, avoiding any sort of eye contact with you. “I have.” His voice was low, as if he tried to speak quietly enough that the other man wouldn’t hear. You look at Zoro who looked back at you with hooded eyes, his once covered lower half had his kimono undone, baring his entire body to the two of you as he shamelessly stroked himself.

“Yeah?” Zoro smirks, his hand picking up the pace on himself. “Why don’t you come over here, let Y/N rest and give her a show while she does.” A soft whimper comes out of Sanji’s mouth before he starts crawling towards the swordsman. Zoro pulls him up by the arm, positioning him, pressing his back against his bare chest, his legs spread wide open to face you as his tip prods at his entrance. “Are you sure you’re alright with this?”

“Yeah…” Sanji turns his head to burrow his face into Zoro’s neck, soft pants spilling out as the swordsman rubbed his thick cock against his entrance. “Please, just put it in.” His voice was coarse, shaky, but to you it reeked of sex appeal. You quickly rummage through his discarded pants, searching his pockets to find the small bottle of lubricant you had asked for. You shuffled over to the pair, popping the lid open before pouring a generous amount of both his hole and your boyfriend’s cock.

“Fuck,” Zoro groans, gripping the chef’s hips tightly as he pressed against his entrance. “Since you asked so nicely.” Zoro buries his face into the nook of his neck as he pushes in, biting down on the sensitive skin as the blonde begins to groan at the stretch, gripping the bench cushions beneath them to find some sort of balance. “Fuck you’re so tight!” His speech is guttural, driven by pure adrenalin.

“Z-Zoro—slow down!” Sanji whines, leaning against his chest and the green haired man finds his pace, starting off roughly. You watch the interaction, entranced at the way their bodies moulded together, the way the chef’s back arched at every deep thrust the swordsman did. Sanji’s cock bobbed up and down as Zoro brought their hips together, the dusted pink tip already leaking with precum as it slapped against his stomach.

You took this time to undress yourself, slipping out of your dress before tugging your panties off of your body, leaving you bare in front of Sanji. His eyes bore holes into your body before his hand reaches in front of him, wrapping around his cock as he starts to stroke himself. “Did we say you could do that?” Your own hand wraps around his wrist, halting his movements.

“No, I’m sorry.” Sanji hesitantly pulls away, looking back at you with guilt all over his face.

“If you want to get yourself off you’re only allowed to do it with me.” Both men pause their movements, Zoro looking at you with a smirk while Sanji looks at you with wide eyes.

“Shit, that’s hot okay.” Zoro picks the chef up and off him, laying him down on the ground next to you as he stations himself between his legs. You took your place on top of him, hips flush against him as you press your bare pussy against his cock with a groan. “You good to move?”
“Yeah—yes please!” Sanji groans as you move your hips, lubricating his cock with your slick. Zoro pushes himself back inside the blonde with a groan, pressing his lips against yours. You feel his hand reach between your legs, swatting them away as he strokes the chef’s cock himself during thrusts before positioning it to your entrance. You sink down with a cry, pulling away in front of the swordsman as you focus your gaze back to the blonde.

Sanji lets out a string of curse words, balling his fists against his eyes as he lets out continuous cries as you find your pace. You pick your hips up only to drive them back down at full force with an overly loud moan. The thought of your crewmates hearing any of this unfold began to disappear into your mind as Sanji’s cock curved in just the right way that continuously hit your sensitive spot.
“I…” Sanji pants, attempting to catch his breath as Zoro never let up on his brutal pace, fucking him in all his right spots. “I don’t think I can last like this,” he whines, tears starting to stream down his face as you peel off his hands. He looked back up at you with teary eyes and flushed cheeks. The sight only made your pussy throb more around him.

“It’s okay, just cum in me.” You lean down to wrap your arms around him, pressing your lips together as the chef begins to buck his hips up at you, crying against your mouth as he did so. He let out one particularly loud moan as he halts, shooting his hot seed deep in you as he shivered beneath you. You pull away with a grin, sitting back up as Zoro latches his lips against your neck, trailing marks across the bare skin. “I didn’t say I would stop.”

Never had the man regretted cumming in you as much as he did now once he saw that familiar glimmer in your eye that knew trouble. You pick up your pace, much harder and faster as before, pounding yourself onto his cock as he began to scream, completely forgetting about the other people below as he sobbed. “S-stop, it’s still—sensitive!” You ignore his pleas, chasing your own orgasm as the fullness begins to build inside you.

“You look so hot like that—fuck!” One last drive of your hips causes the knot in you to burst, your pussy fluttering around his cock as your juices gush past it, dripping down and making a mess on him. You hop off him with a huff, lying down on the ground as you watch your boyfriend struggling to compose himself.

You knew he was close with the way his eyebrows furrowed intensely, his pace beginning to grow sloppy as he did so. You crawl over behind Zoro, pressing your bare chest against his back to press kisses across his shoulder blades. You peeked over his shoulder to catch as Sanji continued to writhe beneath him, his own cock bright red as it slapped violently against his stomach. Your hands make their way around Zoro, fingers delicately pinching his nipples as he doubled over with a groan, thrusts only growing more erratic.
“Fuck—I can’t-” before he could finish, he swiftly pulls out of the chef, hand wrapping around his cock as he stroked himself quickly, finishing all over Sanji’s stomach with a low moan.

Once the three of you managed to calm down, you lay down on the hard floorboards, sandwiched between the two men who continued to chase their breaths. “Sanji, was that okay?” You look up at the chef who looked back at you with glittering eyes.

“Okay? I would kill to do that again.” The three of you exchange knowing grins. Suddenly you begin to laugh, pinching the man's cheek as he blushes at you. You knew that once the three of you came down it would be hell.

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Hey yall! Not sure if anyone still gives a fuck about this but in case anyones out there in the void, i’m considering writing again little by little depending on how busy i’ll be.

Basically last year i crashed out hard. I write on google docs and it randomly deleted like a BUNCH of what I’d already written to post but thank god majority of it i had already published but still. A few were unpublished WIPs so i died a little. Anyways, maybe keep a look out for new stories, or maybe some of you might have requests I could note.

Love yall! :3

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Today marks day one of a much needed break from the stress of travel and battle. The crew gathered together to decide on the next course of action before continuing on the search for the next poneglyph that eventually led to the much desired ‘One Piece’. Chopper voted on staying at a winter island, as did Robin. Much to the dismay of the two, their votes were overruled by the majority that wanted to venture more into the tropical side. Which is where your crew now found yourselves.

“This place is amazing!” Your captain’s all too familiar voice rattles the air as he slingshots himself off the ship and onto the ivory sand, barely missing the tips of seawater washing across it. “I wonder what kind of food they got here—Sanji come! Oh, and Zoro too!” His arm shoots out to grab the cook and his swordsman much to their dismay. Luffy was met with angered shouting and disagreements before they too were dragged off to the wilderness with their captain.

You managed to let out a chuckle before turning to the rest of your crew. “So? What’s everyone’s agenda today?”

“I’m… staying inside.” Chopper’s fatigued body turns to shuffle his way back to his medical bay, swiftly shutting the door behind him.

“I’ll certainly be having a dip myself once I rest from all that travelling.” Jinbe chuckles, arms crossed across his chest.

“I think I’ll take a stroll around the island, lot’s of things to see around here.” Brooke begins to unboard the ship before Usopp begins to scramble after him.

“Oh I’ll join you! Maybe there’s some more useful plants I could use for my research.” The man shuffles down the ship, tightly gripping his bag before the remaining crew watch the pair disappear into the foliage and deeper into the unknown island.

“I’ve got some repairs I need to do before I think about relaxing, don’t worry about me!” Franky salutes the remaining members before heading off to his tinkering room.

“Well, it seems as though only the ladies remain.” Robin’s sultry voice sends shivers down your spine. “Would the two of you care to join me in sunbathing?”

Something in you immediately grew alert. You’d known for some time of your feelings towards the archeologist, in certain moments you’d avoid spending alone time with her in order to avoid making a fool of yourself. However this time was special, Nami would be with you.

“Sure Robin! I’ve already got my bikini on, I can set up our little station down the beach, just bring some snacks down with you. I think Sanji’s already got that covered in the fridge.” The navigator rushes down to the shore, carrying her pre-packed beach towels with her.

“Well then Y/N, that just leaves you and I to get ready.” She smiles softly, tapping your shoulder gently before walking towards the shared women’s quarter. You follow her steps, a hint of anticipation in your own as you thought of potentially changing in the same room as the woman you’d pined for. As the two of you made it to the shared quarters, Robin turned to lock the door. The small action caused you to tense immediately, shortly followed by quick rationalisations your brain made.

“Mind if I borrowed one of your suits?” Soft yet firm arms wrapped around your shoulders and draped around your upper chest. “I haven’t much reason to own a pair myself considering my lack of swimming abilities.”

You jump a little, not expecting the older woman’s touch. “Uh yeah—sure! J-just look in that drawer over there.” You stumble over your words as you point at your dresser.

Robin obliges, rummaging through your undergarment/swimwear drawer. A part of you was unsure as to why she would even borrow one of yours with Nami’s wardrobe available considering you were half her size in the chest department, with your shirts and bras running at most a medium. She pulls out a navy blue bikini set while shooting you a smile. “This looks about right for me, thank you dear.”

You nervously mumble your ‘welcomes’ to her as you choose your own pair, carefully taking your clothes off in a way where she wouldn't notice the way your nipples perked through your bra, or how your heat began to leak through your panties.
“We’re both women here, there’s no need to be shy.” The raven haired woman in one swift motion disregards her top, her breasts spilling out and showing her lack of a bra. Though this wasn’t your first time seeing her undressed, it was much different with you being the only other person in the room. The next to go was her skirt, tugging them down along with her panties, exposing her perfectly trimmed pussy to you.

Immediately your face heated up, your eyes glancing anywhere but the woman beside you who began humming peacefully to herself, tugging on her bikini bottoms as if it was the most normal thing to do. You too began to follow her lead, still with caution, you strip yourself off one by one of your clothes before swiftly putting on your own pair of swimwear.

“Well that’s us, I’ll quickly grab the snacks Sanji’s prepared, feel free to meet me outside by the beach.” And with that, Robin leaves the room. And you finally felt like you could breathe again.

You follow the older woman’s instructions, making your way down to the shore to see Nami’s sun bathing station all set up for the three of you, with the ginger haired woman already covered in sunscreen and passed out on her own towel. You giggle at the sight, seating yourself on the far right end and leaving the gap for Robin. As you reach out to pick up the bottle of sunscreen, a hand sprouts from the sandy ground to snatch it away from you.

“I’ll help you with that.” Robin’s voice was as sweet as always. You turn your head to see her placing the food onto the foldable table next to Nami before shuffling her vacant towel close to yours. “I put some of my own before coming down here.”
“O-okay,” you mumbled, lying down on your back before covering your face with your hat, avoiding any sort of eye contact with the woman who would soon have her hands all over you.

You hear a familiar squirt of the sunscreen, before the cold liquid makes contact with your arms. You feel five different pairs of hands lathering you all in different areas of your body. One for each leg and arm, and one focused specifically on your torso. That one arm caused you to tense up noticeably, earning a chuckle from the older women. “Relax, I know it’s a little cold.” Robin’s hand begins to lather the white substance across your stomach, slowly inching upwards and rubbing against the underwire of your bikini top. A few fingers slipped past the top and brushed past the skin underneath your breast.

You notice the hands massaging your arm disappear, but slowly reappear on your chest when you feel soft palms sliding across it. The same thing happens, but worse (in your case). Her fingers inch closer and closer to the seams of your top before slowly dipping inside. No acknowledgement of this action was heard from the older woman, but instead just casually continues to lather you in places that didn’t need lathering. Her finger brushes past your erect nipples, earning a soft and unexpected moan from you. And god you felt your face burning up, if it weren’t for the hat you’d have seen the subtle smirk that decorated Robin’s lips the moment you let it slip. But just as quick as it had happened, she withdrew her hands.

“Flip over my dear, I need to do your back.” You felt possessed almost, at how fast you shuffled on your stomach to expose your back to the woman. Just like before, you felt her hands cover your limbs and torso, immediately jumping into action with more vigour. “My, you have quite the ass on you Y/N.” You’re at a loss for words, what were you supposed to say to that? Why did she feel the need to tell you this now when you were so exposed and your core felt like it was on fire.

“O-oh, thanks,” you manage to weakly mumble, attempting to ignore the feeling of her hot flesh kneading against your needy skin. Her fingers inched closer and closer to your inner thigh, threatening to break past the barrier of your bottoms that separated your heat to her delicate fingers. You felt an intrusion close to your face, Robin’s hair tickling your ears as she pressed a kiss against your cheek.

“Y/N, is this alright with you?” She pushes past the fabric, hands grasping at your cheeks, kneading firmly as you bite your lip to contain yourself. Quickly, you nod, pressing against her touch. You had no idea why she was doing this to you yet you had no desire to know. If this was a dream, god forbid he woke you up now. Your agreement was all she needed before her hand slipped lower, pushing between your legs and rubbing your leaking slit. “My, I had no idea how needy you were.”

“N-Nami is right there!” You whisper-screamed, squirming before her finger plunges into your pussy, stroking your insides gently as you let out small gasps.

“Don’t worry my dear, you know how much of a deep sleeper she is.” She brushes your hair away from your face before pushing your hat away and flipping you over onto your back. You felt almost a pair of wings grow behind your back before realising her summoning of hands was for the purpose of undoing your top, pulling it off you and exposing your breasts. “I’ve finally gotten a good view from earlier.” Robin smiles before reaching over, lips latching to your nippling and suckling on it gently. Her tongue swirled around skillfully, earning more playful noises out of you.

Robin’s other hands began tugging down your bottoms, freeing your overheating core. The wind hits your sensitive slit as you whine against the crook of Robin’s neck. She joins her ring finger with her middle into you, each curl of her finger earning a louder and louder moan from you. She loved the scene you were making, enjoyed the puzzle of which part of your body was the most sensitive to her touch.

“Now tell me,” she lifts up from her hold on your breast. The way she says your name sends a shiver down your spine like earlier, her sultry voice sending tingles to your clit as she speaks. “What do you want from me?”

"I want..” You trail off before gaining the courage to speak again. “I want to taste you, Robin.” You look up to find her staring back at you with amazement, eyebrows raised in curiosity and surprise. Before waiting for your response, you push her down onto her towel, her head hitting the grainy sand as you reach for ‘her’ bottoms, tugging them down and exposing her leaking slit.

Without wasting time, you dived in, your mouth immediately latching to her clit, causing her to arch her back away from the ground. Your tongue circles around it before lapping up her juices, taking in her taste as if it was your last meal. Your hand snakes between her thighs, fingers slipping in to mimic her previous actions to you, curling them upwards to reach for that sweet spot she managed to find on you. Robin lets out soft and strained moans, her real hand reaching down to grip onto your hair.
She continues with the use of her devil fruit powers, summoning hands between your legs once more and continuing with her previous work. This time, it was the both of you synchronising with one another’s whines. “Robin I’m… so—close!” you cried out, increasing the speed at which you pumped your fingers.

“Me too,” she groans, her grip tightening on your hair. “Keep going Y/N!” Robin cries, her hips begging to thrust against your face as her other fingers continue to pump into you at an incredible speed, a thumb attached to your clit to rub quick circles against it. Before long, Robin's thighs begin to shake with a cry, trapping you between them as she grinds her pussy against your tongue, riding out her high without faltering her own fingers.

The taste of her release was enough to make your head grow dizzy, letting out incoherent cries and whines against her pussy, grinding into her hand before the knot in your stomach broke, your juices squirting out and soaking her hand.

The two of you remained like that for a few seconds, panting in an attempt to catch your breath before a loud scream coming from the distance disturbed your small bit of peace.
“Robin—Y/N my love! What are the two of you doing?!” The familiar voice of a certain chef cries out from across the shore. The two of you shot your heads to look at the three green, raven and blonde haired men stopped by the tree lines, dropping their satchels full of whatever they’ve found in the wilderness. Sanji drops to his knees with tears and blood streaming down his eyes and nose, as your captain just stared with his mouth agape. The swordsman couldn’t even bear to look at the scene, saving you from your shame.

“Did you really think I was asleep that whole time?” A catty voice pops up from behind. You look around Robin to see Nami lying on her side with a huge grin, holding up a few hundred berrys. “Robin paid me to pretend to sleep so she could put the moves on you.”

The revelation of everything began to crash down as you felt your cheeks grow hotter and hotter. “Robin!” You cried, hiding your face in the ground as she chuckled, covering you up with your discarded towel as she stroked your hair.

“Aw my dear, you forgive me don’t you?”. And that you couldn’t deny.

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“Are you sure you didn’t just get scammed by some old guy selling junk?” Zoro’s tone was firm, but laced with cynicism. The man settles himself on the cushioned seats of the kitchen dining area, arms immediately reaching to rest at the back if his head as he stretches his legs far enough from the seat to be a tripping hazard.

“Oh shut up Zoro, just give us a minute to get this working.” And by us you purely meant the two designated ’mechanics’ of the ship, yourself refusing to lift a finger for fear of breaking the device. The crew had stopped by an island that just so happened to be on the way to your next destination, deciding to take this opportunity to stock up on supplies before the next big event that your captain ends up finding himself in. You’d found yourself in a hole-in-the-wall type thrift shop while exploring town and chatted it up with the man running the store. He took the time to show you each gadget he’d gotten from his travels, new and old before he got to the long abandoned transponder camera that just so happened to be on a good sale, taking into account its broken nature. The owner wasn’t too sure how to fix it, hence the cheap price, but was quick to mention its contents, mentioning a lost film which you greatly took advantage of and brought back to your peers.

“Is it all set up yet?” Luffy’s voice booms through the room as he enters the kitchen quarters, slingshotting his way across the room and onto the couch next to Zoro who grunted in response.

“Almost it seems.” Robin crosses her legs as she sips on her drink that Sanji dished out throughout the preparation.

“Glad I haven’t missed anything!” Nami was next through the door, judging by her ink stained hands it looked as though she had just come from her navigation chambers. She struts across the room with the same catty persona you knew, seating herself beside Robin, extending a hand out to Sanji who eagerly offered her long awaited drink. “Oh! And I ran into Brooke and Chopper, ‘says they’re out of commission for the night.” Nami’s added comment earned a groan from Luffy, mumbling about wanting to watch the supposed film as a group.

You talked up the wonders of filming your adventures with everyone, seeing their daily routines, different cities visited and all the adventures the crew went on. You took it upon yourself to tinker with the camera, purchasing certain parts that were needed to replace the long broken ones and tinkering with it yourself. Once you were sure you’d reached the end of your engineering skills, you tossed it along to Usopp and Franky who took turns tinkering on the old gadget until it started showing signs of life. “Not sure how much of the old tapes are recoverable but it’s sure as hell back to its original state, I’ll tell ya that much.” Franky’s booming voice replays in your head as you watch the two men in the present setting up a handmade tripod Usopp had made with leftover metal scraps as a present to you for purchasing the camera.

“There ya go!” Usopp calls out to you, clapping his hands together before folding them over his chest, shooting out a big grin. “This the angle you were lookin’ for?” You look at the blank white projection coating the walls of the kitchen, all while admiring the new technology you’d just come into contact with. Coming from a small village, you’d never had much experience with the technological development of the new era of the world. This lack of knowledge led you to dream of the ‘what could be’s’ of your future. It left you tinkering with the small stock of junk around town, making your own so-called invention which led the Straw Hat’s to discover you, giving you the privilege of fulfilling that yearning of the more that your inner child so desperately wanted.

You grin at the blank projection, lifting yourself up from the chair and making your way to the camera, bending over to its level to check out its full working condition. “Wow you guys did an amazing job getting this thing to work!” You shot both Franky and Usopp a thumbs up and a smile as they boastfully played off their part in the matter.

“Well, it looks like I’ll be off too, I’ll help warm Brooke’s bed with Chopper.” Usopp begins to pack up his tools, throwing them carelessly into his bag.

“What!” Luffy yells, jumping up from his seat to stretch out an arm around Usopp’s, sticking him in his spot. “No fair! Brook and Chopper are already gone!”

“Oh come on Luffy,” he sighs, undoing the man’s wrapped arm from his own,” I’m just—I’m just not a fan of movies, they’re kinda boring to me.” He straightens up and shoots you a smile. “Enjoy the film guys!” And with that, the remainder of the crew occupied Sanji’s kitchen.

“You heard the man, it’s just us watching now.” Sanji walks around the island, placing down plates of snacks he’d been preparing for the film, his cigarette smoke trailing with him as he stops by you, giving you your long awaited drink.

Zoro coughs, opening his eye to look at you. “And what exactly did that man tell you was in this movie?”

You shrug at his question, sipping from your cup. “Can’t be sure, he didn’t know himself. Just said there was a lost film that the previous owner couldn’t recover.”

“You don’t think it’s a slasher film do you? Perhaps an illegal snuff film that somehow never made it out to the public.” Everyone turns to look at Robin with horror, Nami quickly shushing her before shooting you a smile, as if to say ‘just play the damn thing’.

“For everyone’s sake let’s hope it's not that,” you sigh, settling into your seat behind the camera, fiddling with the controls until a familiar face pops up. Franky doing a macho pose, followed by Usopp doing the same thing. The crew laughs as Franky explains those were their testing shots.

You continued scrolling through the camera, the following shots being random views of the countryside, a shot of the sea, animals grazing the grass. You continue scouring through the contents, with the occasional commentary from the crew of how beautiful the images were. Until the theme of the photographs begin to change. You see a woman laughing, laid out on a heavily decorated bed. Drapes of deep maroon and gold coated the walls and backgrounds. The bedding is heavily padded and filled with pillows that compliment the colours around it. Not only was the background heavily decorated, as was the woman. Her clothing resembled what you’d seen from the people of Alabasta, more specifically the dancer outfits, her belly exposed while her hair and makeup was dishevelled. Her pose was considered provocative as she laid out on her side, leg curved out as a finger hiked up her skirt to expose her upper thighs.

The more you scrolled through the contents, the more provocative her poses got until it reached where she lay against the stack of pillows behind her, legs spread to expose her golden coloured panties.

“Oh my, you don’t the film is pornography do you?” Robin chimes, curiosity and excitement evident on her face as she rests her chin on her palm.

“What’s pornography?” Luffy chimes, an eyebrow arching with confusion, earning a hefty sigh from the green haired man beside him.

“I don’t think you need to know about that yet.” Sanji groans, a hand holding up the blood soaked tissue against his nose.

“Pornography is a variety of sexually explicit and erotic content, such as magazines or novels,” Robin chimes, causing a giggle from Nami as they watch their beloved chef squirm in their seat.

“Oohhh—so like the magazines under Sanji’s pillow right?” A foot strikes the captain's face as everyone takes turns laughing at the red faced cook.

“Alright alright,” you paused the group. “For everyone’s sake, let’s hope it's not a porno.” You click next on the camera when you’re met with a 30 minute video. “Ah—here I think this is it.” You clicked play, waiting to load before you see the all too familiar woman sitting in a more conservative position, seated at the edge of the bed with her hands tucked between her thighs, a sign of discomfort.

It started off as normal, a back and forth conversation—almost an interview with the camera man. They started off normal until it began being more intrusive, asking about cup sizes, panty colours and what not. Before long, the director asks her to stand up, to spin around and show her outfit until she bends over to push her skirt aside, exposing her golden g-string.

You scurry to pause the film, head jolting around to check everyone’s reaction. Nami and Robin looked more amused than anything, Franky well, frankly he just sat still with his mechanical eyebrows raised showing his lack of amusement. The reaction you enjoyed the most was the three who sat shoulder to shoulder with each other. Zoro held his crimson face with his hand with shame, an eye peeking from between his fingers. Sanji gripped onto his tissue like his life depended on it, squirming in his seat. While Luffy, your adorable captain, shamelessly held onto his obvious boner, stroking it not-so-subtly over his clothes.

“Guys I—I’m so sorry I had no idea this was the kind of film he was talking about.” You scramble to turn to film off but before you could a hand wraps around your wrist, halting your motion. You look up to see your captain towering over you in your seat, his stiffness being facelevel to you, threatening to poke your eye out.

“Don’t.” He says firmly. Luffy reaches for a spare dining chair, pulling it to him and seated himself thigh to thigh with you. “I want to watch it, anyone that doesn’t can leave.”

You gulped loudly as you pressed play. Watching as Franky hastily gets up from his seat and shuffles out the door. You hear Nami and Robin whisper amongst each other before they too stand up and excuse themselves. You couldn't help but notice the way Robin’s hands lingered around Nami’s waist as they shared soft giggles out the door. This just leaves yourself, Sanji, Luffy and Zoro.

The film continues on as normal, the woman bends over the bed to show off her panties before stripping herself off of her skirt and leaving her in her panties which she moves to pull to the side, exposing her core. You hear someone hiss, your eyes dart to your right only to see Sanji’s hand pressed roughly against his crotch, almost in an attempt to calm it, tissues long gone. The woman reaches at the hem of her top, pulling it up and over her head, exposing her dark brown areolas, perky and god so beautiful. You yourself couldn’t help but rub your thighs together, attempting to get some sort of relief. You hear a groan to your left. Looking over, you see Luffy has ditched all short of shame as he completely rid himself of his shorts, his cock out in the open, straining at his grip as his tip shined an angry red.

The film continues with two men appearing from off screen, undressed and seemingly ready for attention. The woman wastes no time giving them that, reaching out to wrap her dainty hands around the first man, fingernails painted a beautiful maroon matching the scenery white she takes the other man in her mouth, sinking his length down her throat with no issues. The sounds coming from the film turned vulgar, aggressive slurping and choking noises filled the room. From the corner of your eye you notice Zoro beginning to follow his captain's actions, brazenly stroking his cock over his straining pants, letting out small gruff noises.

You shift uncomfortably, eyes darting to anyone but the man beside you who began letting out strained noises, gasping as he fumbled around with his cock with clear inexperience, squeezing his tip and down to his shaft rather than the regular stroking. “Um Luffy?” You pipe up, looking at him with a hint of timidness.

“Uh… yeah?” He replies, looking at you with hooded eyes, hand still firmly gripping his cock.

“Do you… um-” you pause, thighs rubbing together for some sort of pleasure relief. “Do you need help with that?” After your question, all movement in the room paused, leaving the moans of the woman in the porno echo throughout the room.
It took your captain a solid ten seconds to even show any sort of response to your proposition. His blank stare turned into a comically huge grin, one that matched your captain’s silly demeanor. “Sure! You know how to help me?” His normally vexing voice turned into a more, sultry tone, a little less louder than usual and a little more… needy.

You refused to verbally comment on his question, rather, you answered through your actions. Your hands pushed past his open vest, hand roaming up and down his torso and abdomen before landing onto his cock. You started slowly, focusing on his shaft as you began nibbling on his ear, pressing kisses lower and lower, stopping to suckle and bite onto his collar bone, earning a whine from your captain.

“Ahhh~” Luffy whines, sinking into your hands. “More! I want more!” The way he moans out your name following his needy complaints has you melting, complying to his demands and strengthening your grip, stroking more fluently, as if you’d experienced his cock for your hundredth time. Your mouth moves to its next victim, bending down to lick a stripe across the base to the tip of his cock before swallowing it, mimicking what the woman previously did.

“I—I’m sorry my sweet, I can’t—I can't take it anymore!” Sanji cries, struggling to undo his belt before pulling his cock out, stroking his length frantically. The man was long, slim and completely clean shaven, not a single hair was seen peeking out his pubic area. The sounds of skin slapping echoed in the room before you felt your legs being pried off your chair, and said chair scraping across the ground and away from you.

The silence from the swordsman broke, as soon as you felt the buttons on your shorts coming undone by quick hands before they pooled around your ankles. “You don’t mind if I played around with you back here do ‘ya?” His gruff voice causes your pussy to twitch, slick with your arousal. “I’ll take that as your answer,” he chuckles before you feel his face ghosting around your ass. Zoro’s hands grasp at your cheeks before spreading them, exposing your twitching holes. You felt his wet tongue press against your folds, causing you to moan into Luffy’s cock, earning a groan from the man.

Zoro’s actions towards your slit became more intense, more hungry. The man’s tongue plunges deep into your pussy, nose pressed and rubbing against your puckering asshole. His fingers snake its way to the front, thumb pressing against your clit to rub firm circles with his calloused finger.

All this was taking effect on you. Your throat being stuffed by your captain’s thick cock, and his second in command behind you, tongue greedily lapping at your cunt. You begin to arch your back, pressing your pussy harder against your touch as you nestled your nose against Luffy’s pubic hair, his own hands running through your hair as his hips jittered with a mind of its own.

“Cumming… ah! Where— where can I cum?” Luffy’s frantic commentary was left unanswered as you took control of yourself once more, bobbing your head up and down his cock with speed, pulling out more erotic moans from the man. As his hips began to shake, yours did too, the build up of your orgasm beginning to grow too much until you collapsed onto Zoro, the green-haired man catching you as your pussy convulses against your tongue. You let out your own sounds, gagged by the cock shoved deep in your throat. “Ah—ah!” Your captain cries, spurting out hot liquid down your throat. You pull off of him, gasping as you collapse onto his lap, head rolled back to tuck itself into the nape of his neck. “Wow Y/N, you’re really good at that!” You chuckle at his forwardness, pressing a kiss onto his jaw before looking across the room and locking eyes with Sanji who continuously fisted his cock despite already finishing once, evident from the used tissue scattered beside him.

You stretch your arms out to him with a big smile. “Come here Sanji, don’t you wanna try me too?” You sit up to remove your top, leaving you completely nude in the room full of men. You lean back down, your bare back pressing against Luffy’s warm chest as he wraps his arms around you, hands immediately gravitating to your breasts.

“Hey look at these Sanji! I saw those magazines you have, you like boobs a lot don’t ‘ya!” Your captain laughs aloud, squeezing your breasts and stimulating your nipples, causing small whines to escape your lips
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The chef grumbles at his giddy captain before making his way to you, an air of unease carried with each step. “Are you… are you sure of this my sweet?” He reaches out a hand to stroke your hip gently. “I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“Sanji, I wouldn’t have offered it if I didn’t want to.” You sigh, placing your hand over his own before bringing it to your mouth, stuffing yourself with his two neatly groomed fingers, swirling your tongue around them.

The blonder groans, knees almost giving out beneath him as his cock begins to twitch. “Alright, I’ll be gentle, I promise.” He takes his fingers out before plunging it into you, vulgar squelching echoing through the kitchen common room. Sanji bends over to press a quick kiss to your lips before coating his cock in your juices then pressing his tip to your entrance. Slowly sinks into you, earning a choir of groans. “Ahhhh~” he cries aloud, eyes screwed shut as both hands grip your hips tightly. “Fuuuck your pussy feels so good princess.” You shudder at his commentary, your own hands reaching back to pull Luffy’s head down for a heated kiss.

“You’re not forgetting about me are you?” You pull away, looking up to see Zoro smirking down at you, his rock hard cock burning red in his hand, fingers gently playing with his tip. You grin lazily, eyes hazy with lust as you reach out to wrap your fingers around his cock, stroking it slowly. “Urgh, fuck…” He groans, hands still holding his cock at the base, almost like holding out his offering to you. “Fuck baby… faster Y/N,” he grunts head rolling back as you followed his instructions.

On the other hand (or hands), Luffy’s hands continued to roam around your body, squeezing and pinching at every inch he could and felt like. He liked it the most when he’d pinch your nipples, since you let out these sweet moans that got his cock twitching again. Unlike before, his hand began to reach lower until it hit the top of your pussy, the pads of his fingers resting on your clit. “I saw Zoro touching you here before.” Luffy mimics the actions that he’d once seen Zoro do earlier, circling your sensitive bud, earning an arch of your back. “Hey! You like that don’t ‘ya!” He continues his motions, his now stiff cock pressed against your lower back, rubbing against it to the rhythm of his fingers.

“M-my sweet, you feel so… ah—good!” Sanji groans, his tone beginning to grow whinier, his curly eyebrows arching upwards in desperation for his release. Along with his cries, Luffy remained grunting in your ear, attempting to chase his own high.

“Ahh Luffyyyy~” You pull away from Zoro’s cock, still stroking it with vigour, gripping his hair, pulling his head down so his ear is at your mouth level. “Fuck me too.”

“Huh?! Fu- how am I supposed to do that?” The man questions his ridiculously loud volume, almost taking your ear out. “Sanji’s already in you!”

“I don’t care, just—just do it,” you grunt, leaning yourself forward to reach behind you to grab at Luffy’s cock, tracing it around your entrance as Sanji begins to slow down.

“Y/N swan! Y-you can’t—it can’t possibly fit!” Sanji attempts to stop you but you swat his hand away, continuing to press Luffy’s cock against Sanji’s shaft that stayed buried in your cunt. Slowly, you felt a sharp pain but powered through, pushing his cock in until his tip nestled into your pussy, your warm walls welcoming your captain with a squelch.

Luffy’s gasps echo in your ear, his hands fully wrapped around your waist as he pushes past Sanji’s shaft, intruding into your tight entrance more and more until the pain became blinding, yet felt so fucking good. You cried out, tears pooling at your eyes as you gasped for air as Luffy began to thrust into you rhythmically. “My sweet, are you alright? S-should I pull out?” You sensed slight disappointment in his voice.

“Shut the fuck up Sanji and just fuck me!” You try to move your hips, wriggling in place before the chef tries to sooth you, moving in synchrony with his captain, filling you up to your capacity.

“F-fuck that’s so hot.” Zoro groans, grabbing the back of your hair before shoving his cock back into your mouth, leaving you no room to move as he thrusts at unimaginable speed into you. “Y-yeah you like getting filled up? I’ll give you my cock to fill you up here.” The green-haired man grunts with each thrust, eyebrows knitted together in frustration before you feel a twitch at the back of your throat. “Fuuuckkkk—I’m gonna-” before he could finish, he tenses in your mouth, your nose pressed against his prickly pubes as you feel hot spurts of his liquid shooting down your throat.

He pulls out, letting you cough up any that couldn’t be swallowed, leaving you looking absolutely fucked out, your hair an absolute mess, mouth drooling and eyes pouring with tears. “I'll give you some help down here.” Zoro bends over, cheek almost pressed against Sanji’s thrusting abdomen. He licks a fat strip across your exposing clit, tongue flicking, drooling and absolutely demolishing your clit as you cried out, feeling the full pleasure of both men thrusting into you as the stimulation became too much. He pulls away, slumping onto the floor with his back against the chair.

“Ah ah! I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum!” You cried, back fully arched off of Luffy as your entire body convulses against your will, your vision turn white as the men continued to fuck you through your orgasm, stimulating you past your limit.

“Ah! You're squeezing me so tight! I can’t control it!” Luffy groans, ignoring Sanji’s rhythm and frantically thrusting at his own pace, quickly spilling his seed deep inside you.

“Oooh my—Y/N swan!” Sanji cries out his name with his eyes screwed shut, before he could control it, he followed Luffy’s actions, filling you himself with his own hot cum.

Slowly, both men began to pull their now soft cocks out of you, letting their own liquid drip down onto the floor. You crawl off of Luffy, landing on the floor with a thud but not before Zoro catches your head, placing it on his lap. Sanji follows your lead, slumping down onto the dining room floor with a huff. The four of you catch your breath in the now silent room, the film was now long forgotten, left to finish with no audience to watch the end.

“That was fun!” Luffy giggles, legs stretching out before jumping to his feet. “Let’s do it again!”

A chorus of groans filled the room, yelling at the captain to atleast give you a break before attempting to rip your hole in half once more.

A knock on the door was heard before the knob turns and the door opens ever so slightly, the tip of a long, brown nose poking out, not daring to show their face.“I'm gonna need to borrow that tape once you're done.”